Don't Let Me Go

Survival Is a Fine Line

Minx and the others enter a building they had seen flashes of light coming from. Minx shines her flashlight around and sees nothing upon first glance. Dan closes the door behind them as they all enter the building in the dark.

Entoan shines his flashlight as well, gun still in hand, just in case. They quickly split into two smaller groups, Minx and Ohm checking the front few rooms, while Dan, Phil, and Entoan go to check the rest.

As Minx and Ohm enter the first of the front rooms, they're ambushed by a girl closing the door behind them from within, pointing a shotgun at them. Minx frowns, eyes narrow. Ohm aims his pistol right back at her, "Where's our friend?"

Entoan, Dan, and Phil go the back of the house, also being ambushed by two men with large guns. Entoan points his own gun back at them, "Back off, we're just looking for our friend!"

"Yeah," Phil speaks softly, "We're not trying to rob you, I promise!"

Dan glares at the men, knife in hand. He contemplates attacking, but the odds aren't good. Entoan may be a good shot, but both men are armed with guns. Dan sighs, holding his hands up in a surrendering fashion, "Why don't you just tell us what you want?"

"Got a clear shot?" Minx asks Ohm.

"Yup." he replies, keeping his eyes on the woman before them.

The woman glares, "I'll shoot you first."

Ohm grins, "I'm pretty fast."

Minx suddenly lunges tackling the woman. Her gun goes off missing both of them as Minx wrestles her to the ground. Ohm walks up and takes her gun, "I'll ask you again. Where's our friend?"

The door opens and a gun is pointed down at Minx's head, the eldest of the two men from before is glaring at them, "Shoot my friend, and I'll shoot yours."

Minx frowns and Ohm aims at the man now. Minx sighs and slowly stands, holding her hands up, "Put the gun down, Ohm."

The man grabs Minx, slinging the shotgun over his shoulder in favor of brandishing a large hunting knife. He puts an arm around Minx, holding her hostage with the knife to her throat. The woman stands, grabbing some rope off the floor and tying Ohm's hands behind his back.

They then lead the two back to the living room, where not only the rest of their little group is being held, but Cry as well, all bound with rope. Ohm is sat with the others while the ambushers' leader keeps Minx hostage, "You're going to give us everything you have. Right now!"

...

Jack stays with Mark in the rundown house as the others run after Ken and Mary-Jane. Since Mark's injured, it makes the most sense that he shouldn't run after them. Jack decided to stay to protect him, not really trusting anyone else to do it.

Mark sighs, staring out the doorway, "They're right, you know.. I'm bit. That never ends well."

"We'll worry about that later." Jack says softly, "Ken said we're not kicking you out, so we'll figure out something else."

They stand in silence, listening to the wind carrying the sounds of the walking dead. Running through the trees, Ken easily catches up to the little girl. He quickly wraps his arms around her waist, picking her up. She let's out a yelp, hitting at his arms. She stops, looking back at him. She seems a little more at ease, realizing it's Ken that grabbed her.

He adjusts his hold on her, looking around. The screaming they had heard is gone now, but he can hear the infected somewhere close by. They have to move. He turns back the way he came, quickly meeting up with the others. Nate frowns, "We need to go, before we're surrounded again."

Ken nods, looking around. The sky begins to lighten at the dawn of a new day. Following where the light stems from, Ken has an idea of where to go. He looks back at Nate, finding a certain two people missing, "Where are Mark and Jack?"

"Back at the house," Felix states.

Ken nods, "We'll go back and get them then we'll find our way out of the forest. No complaining, Mark is coming with us."

No one says anything as they head back to the cabin. They find Mark and Jack waiting at the door, and with no words exchanged, they all turn and walk away. Mark and Jack take up the rear of the group, while Ken and Nate lead.

The day goes on, and they haven't yet found a way out of the woods. They were all tired and hungry, but no one wanted to spend another night in the woods, even if that seems to be what they'll soon be doing. Jack glances back at Mark, seeing that his friend has started to fall behind.

The group had shifted in position, leaving Tyler, Jack, and Mark at the back. Felix and Marzia kept to the middle with Stephanie and Mary-Jane, and Ken and Nate still held the front. Jack was concerned about Mark, but he was also interested, as Mark has yet to show symptoms. Maybe the infected had't bitten him after all, and that's just what Mark thought had happened.

"Hey, Mark.. Are you doing okay?" Jack turns to him.

Mark limps along nodding, "Fine."

"You're not fine. We need to talk about this." Tyler frowns, "You're bitten. This is just like with Ethan."

"This is not like Ethan!" Mark growls, grabbing Tyler's shirt, "I am not going to die!"

Felix quickly separates the two, "Hey, now. No one is going to die while I'm here."

Marzia stands by, looking nervous, "We should.. Get going, it's getting dark.."

...

"Give me all your supplies and weapons, now!" the man demands, holding a knife to Minx's throat.

Cry just smiles, raising an eyebrow, "You sure you wanna rob us, buddy?"

Ohm snickers and the man's eyes narrow, "I'm serious, hand it over!"

Minx drops a pocket knife from inside her sleeve into her hand and she stabs it into the man's stomach. The split moment the man pulls away in shock, Minx spins, getting behind him and she holds one of his hands up against his back, her knife to his throat.

She grins, "You picked the wrong damsel in distress."

The other two ambushers aim their weapons at Minx. Cry cuts through the ropes around his wrists and tackles the man with the gun. The man's gun skids across the room and the woman aims her gun at Cry.

"Don't even think about it!" Minx shouts, pressing the knife tighter against the leader's throat.

The woman switches between aiming at Cry, who ties the other man up, and Minx. The woman is shaking, eyes wide, like she didn't expect it to go this way. Cry sighs, standing. He keeps a foot on the man he tied up, just in case, "Look, lady. Just let us leave peacefully and no one has to get hurt."

The woman says nothing, still aiming at them. Minx's eyes narrow and then she slits the man's throat. The woman screams, shooting at Minx. Cry tackles her as the gun goes off. Minx cries out, collapsing to the floor with the body of the man she killed.