The Real Apocalypse ★ Chandler Riggs/The Walking Dead [Book I]

[2] Internally Screaming

<Caroline's POV>

"Are you Chandler Riggs?"

Our faces were right in front of each other and so close I could feel his breath on my face. It was really awkward, because neither of us said anything.

His eyes were nice. And blue.

I don't know why I was still freaking out inside. Maybe it was because he was actually wear clothes he wears on the show, plus his hat. Or that if I was standing in front a an actor, who plays a character on my favorite TV show, I've had a crush on for who knows how long.

"Are you going to answer my question?" I asked again.

He smiled and leaned back.

"Yeah, why?" He stood there, practically grinning at my appearance. "Am I not?"

Oh. My. Gosh. Chandler. Freaking. Riggs. I think I was going to die right then and there.

"Hold up. As in The Walking Dead Chandler Riggs?"

"In the flesh. But since you already know who I am, who exactly are you?"

"Oh. I'm Caroline, but people call me Liny."

I held out my hand and he firmly shook it. We awkwardly stood there for about another minute, before he said.

"You wanna come back with me?"

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." Our words were right on top of each other, it was like those sit-com shows when it gets awkward.

Weird.

I walked around the bushes and I walked beside him.

"Where exactly is the place we are going to?"

"The prison."

'HOLY SHIT!' I thought.

"From the show?" I said out loud.

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"Yeah why?"

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"It's just-" I stopped walking.

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"Uh, Caroline?"

"Shut up a second"

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"Freaking out?"

"Yep."

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"Okay, I'm done."

"You sure?"

"Wait."

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"Okay, now I'm done."

No I wasn't. Chandler just laughed and we continued walking.

"So why are you at the prison? You guys haven't even been there since the mid-season finale." I asked. "Am I correct?"

"Well. We figured since it's big, almost nobody knows where it is, and The Governor isn't trying to kill us. So, Rob thought it was a great place to go."

"Makes sense. Lose anyone?"

"Uh... Yeah..." He was silent, and he stopped. He scratched the back of his neck. "Norman."

"What! How?" I stopped too, and turned to him.

"We were filming, he couldn't tell if the extra was in costume or not. He was the first one."

"Figures."

"He went to give him a high five, screamed like a girl, then got bit. Most if it was surprisingly funny, then we realized it was real. It's just not the same without him."

"That's horrible." I said, I felt a sting of tears but I quickly wiped them away. "Anybody else?"

"Also a couple other extras and that's it. We had a few close calls, Lauren (Cohan) almost got bit in the ankle, Grayson, my brother, almost shot himself, and Emily (Kinney) has a problem with tripping."

I laughed at the thought, I almost forgot about the rest of the cast, being so caught up with everything.

But it was soon ruined.

"Walkers." Chandler whispered, and pointed to a fairly small herd of walkers, that might've been big enough to get us swarmed. Chandler grabbed my hand and we hid behind a bush. Although I was too caught up into the scary moment to realize what he grabbed my hand. He put his finger to his lips to shush me, and kneel right next to me. I peeked through the leaves of the bush and saw them walking past, slowly.

I was trembling, they were really close, and we both could die if one of us moved. I looked over at Chandler who looked of somewhere else, alert to the walkers like me.

Well, kinda.

Most of them were gone, but there were some that still lingered behind. We both moved out of the bushes slowly and quietly.

"You okay?" I asked Chandler after we came back out of the bushes. He smiled and nodded.

"This way." He said, pointing in a direction and starting to walk. "It shouldn't be that far."

I couldn't help but internally scream in my head, 'Season 3, Episode 1! SEASON 3, EPISODE 1!'

We went through more bushes and trees, until we finally came up to a giant building, with fences lined up along the front perimeter, and tall grass hiding the inside field. We moved through the grass to the front gates.

"Welcome to the set of The Walking Dead."