How I Survived The Dead

Missing

The group stopped just outside the city. We had to get through tough obstacles of vehicles. Just our luck, the RV broke down in front of us. We all got out of the truck.

"We need parts." Dale said dryly.

"Lets search cars." T-Dog suggested.

"It doesn't feel right. This is a graveyard," Lori said.

"You have a better idea?" Daryl asked sarcastically.

Dale took out his tools and began doing something to the RV. Everybody began searching the vehicles now. Lori, Carol, Carl and Sophia simply looked around. Katlynn and I were closer to the city. Katlynn taps my shoulder and points to a walker. I raise my gun but she puts her arms over mine to silently tell me not to shoot. I looked closely. Walker after walker after walker. A seemingly endless wave of walkers came close.

"What do we tell everybody?" I whispered.

"Tell them to get under the vehicles." Katlynn replied.

We ran past, whispering everyone to get under the vehicles. I grabbed Sophia's arm and we hid under the same car. It's been over ten minutes. Walkers continuously passed by. There legs looked sickly. I saw Lori and Carol; Lori's hand was over Carols mouth. Carol's face was red; she was looking at Sophia. Walkers were all around. Sophia looked at me with tears in her eyes.

"Shh!" I hissed quietly.

The walkers dimmed down. I saw none in sight. I got up from under the car and something grabbed my arm. I walker. I gave a silent shriek and kicked it away. I saw Sophia get out from under the car, followed by a walker. I led Sophia into the forest. We were being followed by the two walkers. I didn't look back at Sophia, I just kept running. I unexpectedly fell and landed into a river. I look up to where I fell and saw nothing but trees and rocks. Sophia must've gotten lost. I got up and cautiously walked towards where I believed to be the direction of the highway. I heard a snap behind me and a large man put a stick to my neck.

"Did you think this stick would kill a walker?" I asked.

"A what?" He said with a puzzled look.

"You know: those things that eat us?" I explained.

"Oh. Those things." He said looking down at the ground.

"What are you doing out here?" I demanded.

"Hunting," The man mumbled, pointing to the rifle slung around his back.

"Have you seen a girl being followed by two walkers?" I ask.

"No. Just you," He said.

"So if your hunting, you have a place to stay?" I wondered.

"Yeah. That way," He pointed somewhere.

A walker came from behind me. I stumbled forward and the man put the stick to it's throat like he did for me.

"Tell them Otis send you," He said.

"But what about my group?" I shout.

"Just go!" He yelled.

I looked past him and saw 3 more walkers. None of them were the 2 that chased me and Sophia which meant that Sophia was still somewhere out there with those walkers. I ran where the man pointed. I didn't see Sophia or any other walkers on my way. I soon found myself in a field, looking at the distant farm. I almost didn't want to go to the farm. I wanted to find Sophia. I walk to the house. There stood four woman and two men.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The oldest man asked.

"Otis send me. I don't know why," I informed.

"I'm Maggie. This is Beth, Patricia and Jimmy. This here is Hershel." A girl introduced.

"My name is Emily." I said.

"You can sleep inside for tonight but we will sort something it out tomorrow," Hershel welcomed me into the house.

Night quickly set. I fell into a deep sleep.

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Sophia stood shakily in the forest. Walkers surrounded her and were blocked by an invisible force. They reached for her and clawed the air. Sophia cried loudly. She noticed the walkers were everybody in the group. Rick, Carl, Shane, Lori, Daryl... The invisible force had obviously stopped blocking the walkers. They swarmed around her and tore at her flesh as I simply watched.

I realised this was all a dream. But that didn't mean that Sophia was alive.

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I woke because of a distant shot. I threw the blankets away and ran to the houses porch where everybody else was.

"Was that Otis?" Maggie wondered.

I looked out to the field. I saw Rick and Shane and Otis running towards us. But what was Rick carrying? Carl!

"Was he bit?" Hershel demanded.

"No. He was shot by your man, Otis. Can you fix him?" Rick asked.

"Maybe," Hershel said, doubtfully.

Hershel took Carl from Ricks hands and brought him inside. He set Carl on a bed and took out some tools.

"Is there any way I can help?" I ask.

"Not unless you have pain killers. We have an extremely low supply," Hershel said.

"She can do that. She needs to get to the group though," Rick said.

"I'll get her there," Shane nodded.