Chapter Eight

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The Walkers get closer to Alex and begin to tear open Alex then starts to eat her as everyone hears her scream. Mitchell stops and starts to shoot the Walkers around Alex.


Mitchell: Hold on Alex, come on.

Oliver: Mitchell, I'm sorry but we've got to go.


The Walker's start to get closer to Mitchell.


Mitchell: Get out of here and save them.

Oliver: I'm not leaving you.

Mitchell: That's an order.


Clementine pulls Oliver away, leaving Mitchell to shoot the Walkers.


Clementine: Come on.


They keep pushing until they reach a fenced-off area, they spot Alice on the other side.


Hugo: We have to get over there.


Oliver looks around for the entrance, it's locked so he shoots the lock, attracting more Walkers. They run in before shutting the gate.


Hugo: What the fuck.

Hugo: Alex, she's gone.

Hugo: They were just tearing her open.

Hugo: And Mitchell.

Hugo: Fuck.

Oliver: I know.

Ella: I'm sorry, I really am but we've got to save them. That's what they wanted.

Oliver: Yeah, yeah. Let's go.


As they walk towards The Hunters, gunshots can be heard.


Oliver: William's dead and you're surrounded by Walkers.

Man: William's dead?

Man: You'll pay..


A bullet goes right through the man's skull, his scalp flying everywhere.


Oliver: Who?


Oliver looks around and see's three figures on a roof, waving.


Ella: Is that?

Oliver: They fucking made it.

Clementine: I guess Ryan isn't a total let down.

Hugo: But who's that with them?

Oliver: I don't know.

Hugo: We seriously need to find them.

Oliver: Right, now that we have a sniper on our side. I think we go all guns blazing.

Ella: Agreed.


Oliver and the others pull out their guns and shoot everyone coming towards them, as bodies fall to the ground, Ryan is shooting from an afar, aiming for the heads. As they all push forward, they find a storage crate.


Oliver: If they're not in here, I wouldn't know. Cover me.


Oliver shoots the lock and opens the doors. Whilst the others cover him.


As he walks in, he's hit on the head with a bit of wood, falling to the floor. It's Kara.


Kara: Oh my god, Oliver, I'm so sorry.

Oliver: I'm just happy you're alive.

Oliver: William is dead.

Wally: What?

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