Nothing Left

Chapter 11: Escape

These people, have no idea who's hands they've put their life's in. Do they even know about what they really are? They are too innocent, weak to look like they've been messed with. But those guards, probably got there jobs this way. Coming in with a group of survivors. Then Danny has this...game for them. Winner lives. I'm guessing the winner stays and works for him. Probably why they are so tough, or so cool with dragging us down this hall.

Far from the other side of the school, away from any of the other residents so they can't hear us. This area is blocked off, classrooms still have a couple walkers, hallways trashed and bloody.

Gabriel was sitting against a wall, knocked out and not moving. Tina and I were being dragged, by our feet. Collecting trash, dirt blood, whatever else there was on this floor, in our hair. Duct taped mouth, hands, and feet.

I seriously thought this place would be a break. Somewhere to relax for awhile. Then again there is no such thing as a break, relaxing, or even a safe haven in this world anymore. You just keep moving and moving, fighting and fighting. Surviving day after day till you can't take it or until you can't survive anymore. You just have to keep going until there's nothing left. Until the world falls down on you.

Gym full of walkers. I doubt the three of us would survive that shit. If we did then what? Stay here and then live happy lives, continuing the pattern with other survivors that come along and 'screw up' like we did.

I wish I could kick the fuck out of the men dragging us. Grabbing my knife and cutting the duct tape off my hands and feet, along with Tina and Gabriel's. Then we would run, run till we get to our people, pack our stuff and leave. Run to our cars and drive away, just drive.

That's all we do anyway. Run and run, hide, survive, kill and run. Losing people on the way as well. How do we do it? I keep asking myself that. It looks so easy to other people or even when I watch it. But I know damn well it's fucking hard.

We need an escape, a way out. Once inside that gym we are dead. I tilted my head to look down the hall. The men let go of our feet and sat us up next to Gabriel. He was starting to wake up, his eyes fluttered open and he groaned.

I mumbled loudly to get his attention, my screams just soundly like squeaking. Gabriel groaned and turned his head to look at me. Realization hit him like a bus once he saw me and Tina tied up as he started screaming at the men. Nothing came out, just muffled grunts and yells.

Harry smirked evilly at us, then turned to Danny to get his attention. He tapped his shoulder and pointed to us as Danny turned his focus to me. I glared at him but he turned back to the guard he was talking with. Harry just laughed at our yelling and screaming for help, even though it was useless.

Heavy footsteps down the hall, came closer and I leaned on Gabriel to see who it was. A young boy, about 17-19, was coming towards us. Young guard I'm guessing. He had dirty blonde hair, clear blue eyes, and the saddest expression when he saw us. I stared up at him and stared back until Danny pulled him to the side.

Faint screams, from the other side of the school, were heard from back there. I jumped and started yelling, kicking and fighting to get the tape off me. I thought it was my people, being tortured by these fucks. Or killed.

Danny, Harry, Abraham and the rest of the guards here brought out their guns. When I saw them rush towards the hall, I knew the screaming wasn't their fault. I let out a small sigh but I was still worried. What if walkers got in and attacked some of my people? And I wasn't even near to save them.

"Cody!" Danny yelled to the teenage boy who trembled and stood in shook. "Stay here and watch them! We'll be back!" Then they ran off.

Cody nodded his head then looked down at us with sad eyes. He felt sorry for us, he knew this was wrong. Cody's hands trembled as he held the gun in his hands, seriously shaking. He swallowed harshly as we stared at him.