27. No sanctuary

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Why, why did we come here, what the fuck were we thinking people would let strangers in.

I thought to myself in the dark, in a fucking train cart. Everyone was in here, I was twiddling with my switch blade.

They're crazy, all of them, we shouldn't of came here, now we're all gonna die.

They said join them or become food, they're cannibals. Easy food, just lure people into sanctuary then capture them, very smart.

Blood dropped down my finger, I was getting angry and I accidentally cut myself.

We were all spread around the train cart, I was in the corner. It smelt of urine and blood.

We've been on here for a day and a half, sitting ducks waiting to be slaughtered and eaten by wolves.

There was some commotion happening outside like a fight. We couldn't hear much only gunfire, which was getting  close to the train cart. The talking was like a light mumble.

I heard footsteps approaching the train cart, I had my switch blade out. I wasn't supposed to have it, they took all our weapons. They thankfully missed it in my shoes.

More footsteps approached the cart, the train cart door slid open and we were blinded by light, I stood up. All of us did.

4 people walked in and the door slammed shut. My eyes adjusted to the dark. Glenn walked to the figures.

"Rick?" Glenn asked and walked forward, Maggie, me and Sasha followed I'm.

The man came closer, it was Rick.

"You're here,..... you're here" Rick said

Michonne, Daryl and Carl were with him.

Rick and them were looking at Abe, Rosita, Eugene and Tara skeptically.

"They're our friends" Maggie said "thy helped save us"

"Now they're friends of ours" Daryl said I sighed in relief that Daryl was here but the guilt hit me, Weston wasn't with them.

"For however long that'll be" Abe said

"No" Rick said "they're gonna feel real stupid when they find out"

"Find out what?" Abe asked

"They're fucking with the wrong people" Rick said confidently.

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Since we were stuck inside, most everyone was talking about who made it out of the prison, and the journey on the road. I kept my mouth shut, I had pulled off my belt to use as a weapon, all of us were making weapons.

Put the belt buckle in between fingers and use as a weapon, it's pretty simple.

I avoided most questions, but I still had to answer some.

"Brendon?" Daryl grunted

I grunted back as to say "what"

"Maggie's talking to you" he snapped

I looked up and they were all staring.

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