Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

We walked a while and the clouds were getting darker.

I clenched my teeth.

We had already passed 3 houses big enough for all of us in the past hour.

And we didn't stop.

Nope.

Not once.

I was in between Carl and Walt again.

They weren't fighting this time though. More or so just.. Walking. Waiting till we stop.

None of us were talking actually, we were just traveling.

Another house passed..

And this one was bigger than the last.

"Rick." I hear my Uncle McGraw's voice call, "I think we need to stop here."

Thank you! Gawd...

Rick had moved his hands to his hips, staring at us new group.

Second thoughts, huh Rick...?

He runs a hand through his wet hair, "Yeah, yeah let's stop here." He sighs.

"Thank God." Mama says as she turns to walk towards the house.

"Check for walkers!" Walt yells from beside me.

"What-? They're fleshies." I instruct him.

Just cause were in a new group doesn't mean we cain't call them fleshies. They caint change everything.

"Well, Carl calls them walkers."

I turn to Carl, hands on hips, "Explain."

"There's no explaining. He just followed after me. Sorry." He shrugs.

"Gah!" I groan, turning around.

I hear Carl laughing behind me and Walt saying sorry.

"Shut up Carl. And Walt- uhh, whatever." I say, grabbing both of their hands and pulling them to the house.

"Clear." I hear Michonne call as she walks into the kitchen area.

"Carl, Walt, Kales. Check the Upstairs." I hear Rick instruct.

I nod and pull my pistol out. I check the first room while Walt and Carl get the others.

It's light blue walls and hard wood floors like the rest of the house.

Big bed.

Big bathroom.

Big closet.

Big TV.

Big well... Everything.

But no fleshies.

Now that I think about it there's basically no blood.

There was a dead fleshie out side the house but that's like the only sign of an apocalypse at this house.

"Clear!" I hear Carl call from the room next to me.

Mines clear too.

"Clear." I say.

I hear Walt repeat the word and we all meet in the hallway.

"There were like.. No fleshies at all." Walt claims.

"Nope. None." I shake my head.

"There's still one room at the end of the hall." Carl says.

I put my gun back up and walk down the hall towards it.

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