Emma's POV
I sigh as I slide slowly down the North wall of my hut. Lately there seems to be more walkers than ever.
'Guess I'll need to upgrade my weapon' I think as I glance over to my normal, everyday kitchen knife.
I hear foot steps coming towards the east wall, where the door is. I'm up and have my knife ready in the blink of an eye.
Slowly I ease my towards the door and duck behind the coat rack that doesn't really have a purpose anymore.
I lift up my knife quietly as the door slowly opens. I back out of my spot so that I am directly behind the open door of my hut.
'Here's my chance!' I tell myself as if I needed to be told.
I shoot out from behind the door and grab the nearest person to me who appears to be a boy about my age. I press my knife slightly onto his neck.
When he gasps for air the other people of his group turn to see me. Normally I really wouldn't care but for some unknown reason my hands seem to be getting clammy.
As I assess my enemies the boy turns and snatches my knife easily from my hands. In one swift movement my back is against the wall and my own weapon is pressed against my throat.
I look into his eyes and see them flickering all across my face.
When our eyes meet a give him a hard glare as if urging him to do it. To kill me.
He presses the knife slightly harder making me squirm a little but not too much.
"Carl," one of his companions call "stop it".
I fight back a violent snort that's building in my throat because of his name. Carl? Ha!
He just rolls his eyes, "She came onto me first, shouldn't I have a say in this?"
I sigh as take right hand an push his left one away from my throat and look into his eyes. we have a war with glaring for a while before I just plain walk away.
'If I yell' I begin I think, "it'll attract walkers and no one wants that'.
I take a seat in my old chair and try to read them to see how they might react.
The man in the sheriff outfit seemed to be thinking about something. Meanwhile the obviously Korean one seemed to interested of just scanning the area and leaving. But, the one about my age, Carl was staring at me. Wait, scratch that, glaring.
As our eyes meet I just roll my eyes. 'How mature' I think sarcastically.
Suddenly, another man steps into my hut... man if this guy isn't redneck I don't know what the hay redneck is.
He glances at me and the rest of his group apparently assessing the the scene.
He slowly steps towards me. "My name is Daryl. And what I'd like to know is how and why you, young lady, are living here alone".
I sigh and look straight into his eyes and give him a cold look. No way was I telling some random group of people about my apocalyptic backstory.
Everyone seemed to be a little taken aback but the sheriff was the first one to seem to cope with my reaction.
"Would you come here?" he asks gesturing to the rest of his little group.
I shook my head.'wow, they're having a meeting about me. Right in front of me. And my hut.'
They all huddle up by the south wall whisper seriously. Every now and then one of them will shoot a glance over to me.
When they all nod they break apart from the huddle and the sheriff moves towards me.
"Would you like to join us? We have food and a safe location. We at using a jail over that way" the sheriff says pointing East.
I open my mouth to complain but before I can the Korean speaks.
"Pack your stuff" he says gesturing to my pile of clothes in the corner.
I nod and stuff all my clothes and rags into a bag. At this point I turn to Carl and place my hands on my hips.
I walks towards him and put my hand out for him to place my knife in my hand.
He shoots a glance to the sheriff who just gives him a small nod.
Carl sighs and places the knife into me hand gently.
Once I place it my thigh holder (a/n: that's sounds awkward) we are out the door.
Soon we are heading towards the prison. One thought still lingering on my mind, 'Who really are these people?'
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