It's too late... TWD (Carl Grimes) fanfic

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Oh God oh God oh God! Why on earth did I leave my group! Well I know why but that doesn't matter now because I'm being chased by at least 30 walkers!

I have been running for seven minutes straight now, and my legs are burning. I have to find shelter, and fast.

I could see a big building coming up in the distance, that looked like a big prison. I ran some more, struggling for breath and with a stitch in my stomach, and was right up in front of the prison gate.

Walkers were trying to get through the fences... so there must be some survivors.

The walkers that were chasing me before were now gaining up on me. I stabbed a close walker in the head.

"If anyone is in there please let me in! If not I'm screwed!" I shouted. I stabbed another close walker in the head with my samurai sword and then the gate opened. I ran in and then it closed behind me.

I put my hands on my knees and breathed in and out slowly, catching my breath. Then I felt something on the right side of my forehead, pushing in to me by the second.

"Drop all your weapons and don't try anything funny!" a boy with a sheriff hat said. I did as he said and took off all my weapons; my two samurai swords, my shotgun, my two pistols and my bow and arrow. Yep, I know what your thinking, I am very equiped.

The boy bent down, still pressing probably a gun against the side of my forehead, and put his hand inside of my boot.

"Why didn't you take this out?" he asked me, pulling out a pocket knife I had in my there.

"I'm sorry, I forgot I had that in there!" I lied. He looked me in the eyes and removed the gun from my forehead only to replace it behind my back.

"Get in." He said. I obeyed, because after four years of living in this hell of a world I didn't want to die from a stupid gun shot. I walked in casually, acting like I didn't care.

I saw a whole group of people eating at a table. They looked at me, then the boy, then at me again. A man with a bit of a stubble for a beard got up and said:

"Carl, who is this?"...

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