Short Hair

Chapter 2

Clem leaned back from the door in anxious fear.

"And don't be scared of the walker. You'll be fine." Lee attempted to console her.

He glanced about and brought his eyes to the small chair he had mentioned earlier while talking to Clem.

"Grab that chair, Clem. Use it to reach in, to the lock." Clem rolled the chair infront of the door and jumped on top, reaching over the broken window and unlocking the door.

Clem stayed back again and waited for Lee's instructions. "Clem, open it." Lee said tiredly, eyes drooping down again as he breathed heavily.

The door creaked as Clementine slowly opened it.

"He's...he's trapped." Clem exclaimed in a small voice.

Lee perked up a tiny bit, "This'll be easy, then... he's got the keys, probably to that door, and everything you need."

The 'probably' didn't comfort Clem in the slightest as she gazed upon the silver pistol attached to the undead officer's belt.

A pair of metal handcuffs caught Lee's attention and he quietly commanded Clem to grab them.

"There are handcuffs on the ground. Get them."

Clem looked back at him sadly, speaking in a soft voice. "...Okay, Lee."

Clem cautiously walked towards the pair of handcuffs, staying alert to how close she got to the walker, and eyed the bloodstain beneath it.

Crouching down, Clem scooped the handcuffs up and turned her back to the walker, making her way towards Lee.

Lee glanced at his own arm and back to the growling walker, before speaking in his gruff voice.

"You have to handcuff the walker. You can kill it easy then."

Clem's voice raised an octave, panic evident in her high pitched tone. "I don't know, Lee." She squealed, tossing her face around behind her, looking at the walker in obvious fear.

The growling got louder as Lee assured Clem she would be able to do it.

"You can do it. Just be careful. Move around the side and jump away if he gets close."

Clem's eyes drooped, a anxious frown on her lips and scared pout gracing her cute features. "Lee...."

Lee gave a quick smile. "You can do it." He firmly stated.

Clem approached the stuck walker again and stood infront of him, getting close she handcuffed one wrist and, in quick succession, she handcuffed it to the metal shelving unit.

Clem stood in the doorway. "What should I get first?" Innocent golden eyes stared towards Lee.

A pause.

"The keys. In case you have to make a run for it."

Clem lent out a hesitant arm towards the walker's belt. A panic inducing rip was heard as the walker got free of his bounds, hurling towards the young girl.

She squealed loudly with raw fear, scrambling away as the monster crawled in her direction.

Lee watched in frozen agony as his sweet pea was grabbed and touched by the walker, Clem scurried away and looked around blindly for help.

"Get him! GET HIM." Lee urged.

Clem screamed, throat torn and sore. She kept kicking the walker away and pulled down the display stand besides the door, hoping it would block the undead officer.