Mercy (Carl Grimes)

Marina's POV
It's a foggy morning in the woods near my house.
I'm stepping on cold blood, making out the sounds of ear splitting shrieks, from that point on, I began to tremble with fear.

"D-Dad?" I weakly called, not letting my fears get the best of me.

"Dad!?" I called yet again, still not gaining any response from him, or anyone, I've been doing this for the past 3 hours.

I slowly turned around, hoping for a search of help, I'm scared as hell right now, the last thing of need is something tragic.

I gently walked foward, the leaves crunching beneath me
As I silently hummed a song for comfort,"safe and sound" it was a favorite of mine, it cheers me up for a situation like this, except, I'm not equipped for anything like this.

I slowly began to close my eyes.

The next thing I knew, I fell face first onto the rooted ground, the effect was a bloody nose.

Man, the ground is hard. I thought to myself, as I picked myself up.

"Ugh, ouch that hur-"

I then saw something infront of me, and I guarantee you, it was not a human being.

It had sickly yellowish eyes, and a torn up lip with flesh dangling from it, and hair that was missing, it was a zombie.

I started to scream.

It suddenly lurched towards me, causing me to fall on the ground.


"NO PLEASE! SOMEBODY HELP! PLEASE!" I yelped.

It was getting closer and closer to my face.

"No! Stop!"

It was on the verge of biting me.

I tried to push it off but it was too heavy, I tried punching it, not a single bone budged,
I kicked it over and over, somehow it worked, but still not giving up its war.

Then it hit me, I remembered I had a hunters knife my dad gave me when I was 11, and luckily, it was in my back pocket.

I swiftly pulled it out and immediately stabbed it in the eye, and took it out, in return it's blood poured all over me.

I then pushed it off my body and ran off with my scared expression.

"DAD PLEASE! Da-"

I saw him, but he wasn't the dad I had and loved, not the dad that took care of me when I was sick, not the dad I made macaroni art with, he was...

Zombie dad.

"Nooo!!! Daddy!! Please!"

It growled, tightly grasping my arms.

"DAD NO ITS ME MARINA! No please!"

It ignored me by desperately trying to bit me.

"Now I know what I have to do, and I'm gonna do it" I whispered, choking back my tears.

I heard him make his last groan before I said my words,

"S-sorry daddy"

He gave me a look, that I couldn't quite make out.

"Sorry"

I quickly stabbed my knife in the side of his head, his last action of falling on the floor was the hardest sight in my eyes.

"I'll miss you" I cried silently. "I'll miss you so goddamn much"

And with that I strolled off, expressions changing with each thought in my mind of what had just occurred.

Is this the apocalypse that went on in my dreams? Was it a flash of the undead lunging towards us? Was it my nightmare that had come true?

I want to say that this was all true, but I'm afraid to.

I'm afraid to admit it.
I'm afraid I killed my dad.
I'm afraid of my fears.
And now I'm afraid of life.

Why can't this be just my imagination?

Why?