Rising of the Dead

Stumbled upon

The sound of leaves and sticks crunching filled her ears every step she took. The sun beating down on her baseball cap causing her head to heat up. She took her hat off and wiped her forehead as sweat trickled down her temples. The looked down at her belt to see a half empty water bottle full of hot water. She took three huge gulps of it find herself out of water.
"Shit"
She muttered under her breath as she shook A couple drops out onto her dry tongue. She tossed it into the depths of the forest. She faced back In Front of her to keep walking.
She didn't know where she was going or when she was going to get there but she just kept walking. She then lost her balance and stumbled into a breech. She had the wind knocked out of her as she hit the ground. She caught her breath and looked around. There was no use in yelling for help knowing that no one was going to be around to help her. She heard a deep growl so she stood up and looked around placing her hand on her knife in her holder on her belt. She then felt something grab her hair and growl in her ear. She screamed as a walker was about to bite her shoulder. She twisted and fell onto her back as the walkers arm fell off and fell to the floor. It was on the ground in front of her, it grabbed her boot. She started backing up as the walker still latched onto her boot. She went to grab her knife to find it not there. She started kicking the walker in the face as she backed up. She was suddenly stopped by the wall to the breech hitting her back. The thing opened its mouth and was about to bite her leg. She shut her eyes hard as a loud gunshot rang through her ears.

She opened her eyes to taste iron and blood in her mouth. She wiped her eyes to see a dead walker that was shot in the head next to her foot. She spat out blood and gasped for air.
"Are you okay?" She heard a voice say, she looked up at three men staring down at her.
She nodded and spit more blood out onto the sandy, dirty ground of the breech. She walked over and picked up her knife on the other end of the breech.
"I'm David, this is Michael and Max" he spoke as Clementine walked back over to them.
"What's your name?" He asked, silence filled the air as Clementine looked around wondering if she should trust them.
"Clementine" she said staring the man in the eye. He then pointed at Clementines arm,
"Are you bit?" He asked squatting down.
She looked down at her arm and ran her dirty fingers across it. "We have a camp near by, you can come over and we can get you looked at" Max said. Michael hit him in the shoulder with her elbow, "idiot we weren't exposed to-" Michael said immediately getting cut off by David. "No, no... It's the right thing to do" he said grabbing some rope out of the blue duffle bag Michael was carrying. He dangled it down into the breech, "climb on up" Max said. I glared at them and did so. I thumped onto land again as I made my way up the breech. I slowly stood up and dusted myself off.
"Let's go" she said.