The Warrior Within

The Grave-Yard That Surrounds Us

Chapter 10

~Charlotte~

I let out a small giggle when I analysed the black can in my hands. Tactical bacon? I never heard of the canned food before. Who knew such a thing existed. I put the can into the large blue rucksack that I found in a car a few moments ago. The only thing in this was toiletries, make-up, toothbrushes, toothpaste. A lot more crap could be stuffed in here.

I continued to look through the car I found the tactical bacon in. In the back of the car there were two bottles of water, cans of different types of soup and two more cans of tactical bacon. There was a small red suitcase with white spots in the back of the car. I lost mine back at the CDC. I opened it, in the hopes that I would obtain some new clothes. The first thing in the suitcase was a picture in a sparkly frame. It was a picture of a family of four, standing in a green field, a blanket laid across the grass and food was spread out. A picnic, smiling faces, the sun shining behind them.

I put the picture next to the open suitcase and started to rummage through it. I looked at the sizes of them, all my size. I stared at the picture that I took out. A young blonde, petite girl was standing at the centre. She looked a little bit younger than me. There was a boy with ashy blonde hair standing by her side, he looked like Carl's age. 

I then continued my search through the suitcase. I then stopped, realising that I could take the whole suitcase and the contents in it.

I grabbed the handle of the suitcase and pulled it out of the car and begun to drag it to the RV. I had to walk past Glenn and Dale who were sorting out the RV to get it running again. I didn't make eye-contact, I walked straight to the door and got in the RV. I set my new suitcase down by my rucksack and got back out of the RV to continue my search for supplies that would come in handy.

I made my way to a car near Daryl and opened the door on the passengers side. I took the brown, tattered knapsack that was lying on the seat and sat down on the leather seat. I rested the knapsack on my lap and started to go through it. The first thing I see in the bag was a small folding knife. The blades handle looked like wood, but when I grasped onto it, I felt the cold metal cooling down my sweaty palm. I took out the knife that was at my belt, staring it , then back to the new blade. The old knife was a kitchen knife, used for chopping food. I used it for my first walker kill. I then tossed my old knife, making it hit the car opposite the one I was sitting in and pocketed my new folding knife. The next thing in the bag was a silver pistol, that looked exactly like the one holstered at my belt. Next to the gun was a small box of ammo. 

I took the rest of the stuff out of the bag and set it on the drivers seat. There was sunscreen, an empty bottle of water, a tin opener, a small sewing kit, scissors, duct tape, half a packet of spearmint chewing gum, a pair of black woollen gloves and lastly a box of matches. I returned all the objects back into the bag, except for the empty bottle of water and swung it around my shoulder. I got out of the car and looked around my fellow survivors. 

Carol was admiring a red shirt with Lori close by. Glenn was at the RV, trying to fix it up. Dale was on the top of the RV, looking through his binoculars, to see if any trouble would come. Shane and the rest of the group were searching through cars. The only person I couldn't see was Andrea.

I made my way to a different car and started to look through that. From the car I got a new pair of blue socks and some new trainers that would fit me perfectly. I took off my old trainers that were dirty and giving me blisters and then took off my sweaty socks that were horribly warm and damp. I put on my new footwear and got out of the car. 

When I got out, I decided to look around at the group once more, but saw no one. Just as I was about to call out to them, a large hand went over my mouth. When I looked up to see who it was, I saw Daryl. He started shushing me.