I was frozen in my tracks, glued down by fear. The girl in front of me was probably around my age, but looked older by appearance but young in features. She had large stormy brown doe eyes that peered into your soul with every look, every glance towards you. She was shorter than me by maybe an inch or two. Her hair was a crisp silver color overlayed by dried blood. She had an athletic build. She was attired in a black tank top and camouflage cargo pants with a gun holstered in the top pocket. She was beautiful. And I'm not one of those guys to go cat calling, but she was really somethin'. She narrowed her eyes at me, as if searching for something within me.
"Let's go. Now." Her voice was as clear as day, as if it could cut though anything in its path. She stared at me for a moment before holding out her hand. "Hurry. We haven't much time to linger." Annoyed at my muted response she hurriedly darted her hand to my arm and began to pull, forcing me to follow.
"Where are we going?" I childishly asked.
"We're going somewhere safe." She stated in finalization. I said no more as she was pulling me. About a minute later she stopped, perked up her head, and whipped her head back to me. She dropped my hand the instance she looked back, stepping back in horror. She reached for her gun, her eyes widening in terror as she brought it up to where it was pointing at me, and she pulled the trigger.
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The Dead Walk
KorkuA teenager in an infected world has to defend himself at all costs, fighting the rotting creatures that surrounds his home and newly made friends. Also its a nice gory horror story to get engrossed into. I hope you enjoy!
