Chapter 64.

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Madisons pov.

I. Can't. Breath. The piles of dead bodies are so high up on me I can't see. Rotten faces are crushed against my neck, cheeks. All over my body. It's crushing me. They seem like they're getting heavier. I feel my bow in my hand. I used my body to shield it and I swear to god if its broken or even scratched i'm gonna kill somone. But first I have to find a way out. The heavy bodies are crushing my stomach and its blazing in pain. It hurts so bad, I wish I could curl up into a ball. Thats when I feel sick. I puke blood again and I can barely manage to tilt my head so I don't choke to death. I find myself gasping for air. But I only inhale hot carbon dioxide. I feel my face go purple or some shade of red and I gasp out.
"Daryl!" I wheeze. My voice is to whezzy and crokey to hear anything so I get no reply.

Daryl I swear to god if you died on me i'll kill you!!

Suddenly I hear some people talking. I panic. They could either kill us or I don't shout out but I can't get out on my own. All of a sudden I feel a weight lift off me. Then another, then another. Somebody is lifting the walkers off me. With each weight removed my lungs relax slightly and my ribs don't feel like they're going to break.
"Come on! Help me!" Somebody orders.
My guess is whoever killed these walkers is getting us out of here.
I hear grunts as weight is lifted. Then I hear Daryls voice.
"Give me your hand." A voice says.
"I'm out, i'm out. Help me find her. She's in here." Daryl stresses. Honestly I feel so lightheaded i'm not sure if i'm actually hearing this or if it's my imagination.
I can finally see the colours of sunlight through my closed eyes.
"Her bow!" A familar voice calls.

Is that.... Rick?

I try to call for help but nothing comes out. Now that the weight is releasing I feel pain everywhere.
Finally I feel that final body ontop of me being rolled off.
"I got her! I got her." Daryl exclaims. I feel myself being scooped up off of the ground. I can't seem to open my eyes. No matter how hard I try. Somebody is carrying me. My bet is Daryl.
"Who's got her bow?" A voice calls.
Carl.
"I do." Abbie says.

Abbie! Please eyes, just open!

"Is she unconscious?" Gabriel asks.
"I think so. Or just in a lot of pain, she could be hearing us right now." I hear Maggie say.
"Lets get her out of here" someone calls.
Thats all I remember.
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At first all I hear is a ringing so loud I'm not sure how my brain isn't fried, but slowly I start to hear voices and the ringing stops. I hear Maggie's voice. I feel like I can't breath but I can't move yet. It's almost as if i'm paralysed. I feel heat flood my body and my lungs are screaming for air.
"SOMEBODY TILT HER HEAD! SHE'S CHOKING!" Maggie screams.
I feel my head being tilted and my chest being harshly pushed at an even rhythm.
Are they giving me CPR?
I feel air being pushed through my windpipe.
"SHE'S NOT BREATHING!"
I hear hysterical crying in a deafening silence.

Please somebody tell me whats going on! Who's dying?

"I have a heartbeat, keep going." I hear Glenn shouts.
More pounding starts again above my heart.
Oh... I'm dying!

I panic and I feel my heart accelerate and suddenly my eyes are open and i'm up in a sitting position. Gasping for breath.
I hear whispers like "Oh my god! Is she ok?" And "Her face is still purple, is she breathing ok?"
I see people shouting at me but I can't hear them. I just look at a screaming, crying Maggie. I'm confused and when I look down on myself I notice i'm covered in my blood. I notice we're not outside. In fact we're in a car or a lorry I can't tell until I see a red cross on the roof. Thats when I realise I was in an ambulance. My stomach feels like it's been torn apart and I cry out in pain. I notice my head is in Glenns lap and Carl is holding my hand. As much as I want to notice my family, I can't my insides are distracting me. I feel another round of blood coming on.

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