Hi everyone~ Moon & Badge here bringing you another fanfiction.
But this time it's crafting dead :D
I hope ya guys enjoy this story and until next time I hope ya guys have a benign day~
(>_<)/> see ya!
Warning:
there is blood in this into~---------------Intro---------------
~Unknown prov~
Blood... So much blood. The dark red pool drips down my mouth and down my neck staining my once light green t-shirt black...the horrible stuff slides down my throat making me cough up onto the grass. My legs were on manual taking me through the thick trees, dodging the fresh branches of the trees and bushes that came in my way. Salty tears stream down my face from the pain and realisation of what happen before this forest, inside the wire fences where my torture started. I want to scream, cry out hell I wanted to shout but nothing but my breath came out...
....nothing...
....nothing......
.....JUST NOTHING BUT BLOOD AND AIR!.....Bringing my hands to my mouth as more blood chug out. It has slowed down by a lot but I have already lost a lot of blood leaving me slightly dizzy and foggy. My chest started to hurt from the lack of oxygen. My legs were sore from running for 2 hours straight without any rest to lose any Carnaval sent to pursuit me.
Slowing down into a walk I could hear the groans of the walkers around the forest I was walking through. They could smell my blood as the groans came closer towards me. With no weapons to protect me from them all I could do is force myself into a sprint once more. My legs and my lungs begged me to stop but I ignore them because if I listen to them I'll die right on spot. I jump over some bushes that came into my path. In the distance I could see a farm of sorts with lights still on. There was no walkers in sight around the building. I don't question it and push my legs past their limit. Blood ooze down my lips as I jump over the wooden fences on the side on the farm house.
When I was about 50 meters before the safety of the building before a wave of dizziness hit me hard making me collapse onto the soft soil. I'm struggling to move my body as my legs died on me. Black dots appear in my vision wanting me to be consume into the darkness of my head. I refuse to let the dots win so I use my hands to drag me to the door. It was a slow and painful process as every pull of my arms muscles I wanted to stop and rest where I'm laying now but I refused. When the door was a metre away from me I couldn't move from sheer stress and exhaustion taken it told on my body. Black dots started to consume me as my eye sight went hazy. A red and green blurry figure appear in my sight, running towards me like there was no tomorrow. As my sight dimmed and the figure crouch beside me I tied to tell them to leave me to die but nothing came out...
......Nothing.......
...Nothing but darkness and air...---------Introduction done----
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