The girl - a clementine x male reader story

Chapter 60 - i don't want to die

You run through the streets as the lights behind you are cutting out.

You hear a rubble of footsteps behind you.

You're terrified.

The cry of helpless people calling your name fill your ears.

You look back while still running. You see the dead running at you like a high speed car.

You trip and the dead gain on you as you get to your feet.

You run as fast as possible as you feel hands reaching for you and missing by the skin of your teeth.

The darkness is getting faster than you and you are running blind. You start to panic and feel tears stream down your face.

You feel no matter how hard you try they are getting closer. You feel your lungs becoming weaker and your legs losing their power.

You see a gateway to safety. You run as fast and hard as possible.

The dead behind you are piling on top of each other to reach you. You see people enjoying themselves and having fun on the other side of the gate. The gate slowly begins closing.

The last hope...

It's being shut off. You go into a full on sprint to get to it.

You reach out and scream but the people keep shutting the gates.

They doors slam together.

The door is then locked. There are words painted onto the red door.

Your sins locked your door to happiness a long time ago.

You read these words and stand still. The dead flood over you like a wave and there feet cause an earthquake around you. You are instantly knocked to your feet. Their groans are deafening.

You feel them circle around you. You stand still as they stand still and stare at you. They all fall silent and stand as the wind blows in. Their pale, white eyes stare at you. Their decaying faces begin to contort and change and it suddenly stops in one position.

A smile.

A deadly, horrifying smile.

Dead: you always knew it would end this way.

They all say as one. There must be a billion of them.

One steps out. A child with its skin decaying on one side of its face.

It was jack.

He hands you a flower. A buttercup.

He then digs his hand into your stomach and rips out your intestines. All the other walkers pile onto you and 100 mouths are biting you as you feel yourself losing strength as you lay on the floor.

You cry.

You: I don't want to die.

Dead: that decision was made by someone else a long time ago.

You life leaves your body and you lose control of your limbs and become one of them.