20 minutes pass. When will he get here? A door open and I stand up. It's not Carl it's a man tall, and very muscular. He's holding mine and his crossbow. I thought I was the only one. He has a deep voice "come on me and you are going hunting" i look at him blankly. They trust me? He opens the metal door. He hands me my crossbow.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask "Does your 'leader' know?"
He lights a cigarette. "Yes he knows, and I was given this order."
We walk to a Harley at the front gate. "Get on" he says. We both hop on and about a mile down the road he hide the bike in a ditch and covered it with moss.
I still don't understand why he's bringing me in the middle of the woods to- he's going to kill me. Fuck. I walk with him until it's the right time to run. About one mile into the woods I start sprinting the other way with my crossbow. Run. He's gaining on me. I take a sharp turn to the left. Which doesn't trick him at all. I guess survival does a lot to you.
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FanfictionWillow finds herself in a deadly situation. With little water, almost no food and no where to go. She lost her dad in the beginning of the outbreak, then her mom. She was an only child. But how long could she hold up?
