when the dead come knocking

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"Baby bab-" where am I? In my room THANK GOD! "You ok?" I turn to see Carl sitting in a chair in a corner. "I think was it Joe?" Carl shakes his head. "No clue" he walks over and sits on the corner or my bed. "Im sorr-" Im inturped by soft lips against mine. I fell hands slightly tug at my shirt. I push away his hands. "No - no" I say he moves away. "Sorry" he says. "AHHHHHH HELP ME PLEASE HELP HELP!!!" is all that filled my ears. I look out the window to see a huge herd. "SHIT" I say and grab my knife. And go outside "THE TOWERS DOWN!" I heard many people yell. I feel cold hands grab me. Walker. I turn around and carl stabs his head. "This works ok." He says cutting open the walker causing me to gag. He puts guts over me and rubs some blood on me. "Let's go" he says, he puts his hat onto my head and holds my hand and we start walking. *how they look in photo*

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