The Rocking Dead: A New Beginning

Chapter 1: The Beginning...Again

Tom's POV: As we continued down the hallway people continually dropped dead, turned to walkers, bit others, and continued the cycle. Axl nearly avoided a bite to his forearm. Joan said she has somewhere to go, and considering we aren't in our hometown, it's not her place. She must know someone here who might be prepared for this kind of thing. Instead of taking the elevator we needed to take the stairs. Eric slung me over his shoulder and they all ran down each step. Four stories to get to the parking lot. Once outside, we witnessed more people being bitten by walkers and reanimating. The outbreak has truly begun.

"Blackie Axl and I will take my car, you guys take yours. Just keep following me." Joan said.

"Please tell me we're not going to your ex's place." Blackie said and they got in their car. I swear to god if anymore of my dream becomes a reality I will lose it. Eric helped me get into the backseat of of car before getting in next to me. Jeff quickly hit the gas and started following Joan and the others.

"So what exactly was your crazy dream about?" Eric asked.

"Strangely enough, this." I answered, "It didn't start like this though. I don't remember how it started. Oh wait, it started at the festival. Jeff an I were the only ones in the band who escaped. But I didn't know where you were. Strangely enough, we weren't together until we reunited in the dream. Together as in romantically."

"What else happened in this dream?" Jeff asked as he continued driving.

"You disappeared one day." I continued, "I ended up finding Blackie and a few others and we found this place - I forget the name - but I discovered you were taking refuge there. But you got bit and died one day."

"Of course I die." Jeff said, making Eric chuckle.

"Anyways, we had to fight this dude who killed a bunch of us. He eventually ended up killing Joan." I continued, "Then the guy who led our sanctuary died and I had to take over. That's when Eric showed up and we got together. Even found an abandoned baby to take care of. But we had to take care of this other group who kept trying to kill us. When I died in the dream, that's when I woke up in the hospital."

"Sounds like something that would make a great book. Even split it up into a series." Jeff replied.

"A baby?" Eric quietly asked.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" I asked.

"You know I've always wanted a kid." He answered, "Was it a boy?"

"Yeah, he was. Jonothan." I replied.

"I - You know - I can't put my words together right now." He said, "I've wanted a son. First name choice is Jonothan. But I never told you that."

"I'm starting to think you're some kind of clairvoyant Tom." Jeff called from the front.

"I don't get anything anymore." I said, rubbing my temple, "I'm just too comfused." I was starting to doze off on Eric's shoulder. Whatever medication the doctors have me on are clearly kicking my ass. "I need a nap."

"You just woke up Tom!" Eric chuckled.

"Forgive me I'm getting drowsy." I said, not able to keep my tired eyes open.

"You just rest easy babe." He replied, stroking my hair. I was out like a light moments later, feeling comfortable in his arms. When I woke up, I was still in the car, so needless to say this time it isn't a dream. We were parked in a driveway, and Joan was frantically knocking on the door of the house. I reached past Eric to roll down the window slightly. Yes I'm eavesdropping, but I need to know what's going on, specifically where we're going. I remember Blackie saying something about Joan's ex, so this must be his place. Once the door opened and he looked at Joan, I quickly sat up, now fully awake.

"You ok Tom?" Eric asked. I didn't respond, but simply stared in disbelief.

"No. It's not real, he can't be real." I eventually whispered.

"Tom what's wrong?" Eric asked, placing a hand on my arm.

It's Negan...