Some time had past. I was sick of being in here. We were trying to find our way out. We used chains and belts to cut pieces of wood off the train cars to use as shanks. Daryl was standing guard. Katie was cutting another piece of wood off the train car using the locket she gave me. I was sharpening yet another piece. Others were doing the same.
"Alright, 4 of them pricks are coming," Daryl announced. It was hot in the train car. All of us working on stuff, no air flow. It smelled bad too.
I got to know the red head, he was Abraham, then there was Tara, Eugene, and Rosita. Eugene was a scientist that was trying to save the world I guess. Katie grabbed one of the wood shanks.
"Alright, you know what to do, go for the eyes first, then their throats," Rick commanded. Daryl backed away, Katie and I stood behind him. We all waited for the men to open the door. A guy from outside yelled.
"Put your backs to the wall on either side of the car now!"
We stood and waited, a part of the roof opened, they dropped something in there. It was either tear gas or a smoke bomb. I didn't have time to see well enough.
"Move!" Abraham yelled. Daryl pushed Katie in front of me, I guarded her with my body. The thing had to explode before it would work. Daryl covered us both. It blew up. All of us coughed. Daryl held onto us tighter. I heard the train car door open. Daryl was torn away from us. I was grabbed by the hair. The next thing I knew, I was outside. The sun was bright, I couldn't see. I had been in the dark too long. Some guy stomped on Rick's head and knocked him out. Daryl was laying on the ground, he was out too. Then my world went black.
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I was slowly waking up, I was being dragged. I was in another building. I could hear saws buzzing. I didn't fight the people dragging me, I was afraid they'd knock me back out if the knew I was awake. I was staring at the ground as it passed by, my legs dragging on the ground. Two different men held my arms. My vision went in and out of focus. I looked to the side and thought I saw someone cutting up a body. I convinced myself it was a hallucination. My head throbbed. I had a rag in my mouth, it was tied around my head. I saw my reflection in a metal bin. My ankles were ziptied together, my wrists were too. I was set up against a trough. Daryl was on my right, Glenn on my left. Bob was here, so was Rick. Then four other dudes I didn't know. Rick and the guy on the far end held eyes. Maybe that was the Sam guy Rick told me about. His girlfriend died when they tried to help Rick.
A guy in front of us looked irritated again.
"I said just bring the men," He growled, it was Gareth.
"Sorry, she was right there," A guy defended. Gareth grabbed my hair and raised my head to look at him. Daryl yelled something through the gag.
"Still kinda hot," Gareth smirked. I tried yanking my head back, it failed. He laughed, I glared at him.
"Don't look at me like that, you did this to yourself," Gareth said, then he let go of my head. I looked at Daryl, he looked back at me. He was obviously scared, his eyes looked sad and held apology in them. Gareth left.
A guy took two knives and scraped them together, his apron was covered in blood. I looked away from Daryl. Another dude with a bat went over to the blonde on the end. The man with the knives followed. They hit him in the back of the head with the bat, knocking him out. Then slit his throat over the bin. The drain was in front of Rick. The blood poured, flowing slowly. Muffled screaming erupted. I tried throwing myself backwards. I could get up without hands, the ankles together would be complicated, but I panicked.Some dude grabbed my hair and threw me forward again. I growled for no reason at all, besides the fact that I was scared and pissed. I knew it wasn't going to work, but fear took over. The same thing happened to the guy next in line, the blood continued to flow to the drain. More muffled screaming. The same happened to the third guy. Soon it would happen to the fourth. After the fourth guy was Glenn. Then me. Then Daryl, then Rick, then Bob. Gareth came back in.
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The Light in my Storm
Fanfiction"Daryl, you're the light in my storm," I whispered in his ear as we lay in bed. "And you're mine, sweetheart" He whispered back as he pulled me closer to him.
