Chapter Eight

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*This is the real Shade*

I rode at the front of the group of five, Mackenzie desided to join us and I was thankful. It didn't change the fact that what I said last night wasn't heavy on my mind. I was a monster an experiment gone wrong with two sisters with the same problem.

I almost slammed into the car in front of me from not paying attention. I swerve out of the way. My mind was on 90 miles an hour, I groaned and speed up and pop my neck. B was watching me consurned, and to be honest I was too. That's when I saw it, well also smell it.

There was an old cabin, just beyond the trees, and the smell of blood was thick, Kisa's blood. I hung a right heading towards it and the others followed. I got of the bike grabbing my gun. I had B beside me as I walk up to the door the others going round back.

I take a deep breath then kick the door in and hold my gun up walking in looking around, the place was old that's for sure, but it was also empty. The smell of blood was old, but not to old like they had just left and that pissed me off. "Shade" Night called and I ran down to the attic. There I saw Daryl fucken Dixon, he was passed out from blood lose, and Kisa was gone.Shit

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