↠ Wandering farther ↞

~// The Great Woodbury Escape \\~

As I sat on my bed, my mind was racing about this arena......what did they mean, "arena"?..... like, a fighting arena?.....or like, an arena for sports? Who knows..... could be some weird adult way of saying "office" or "workspace". for all I knew, it could be the most boring thing on the face of the earth.

I heard the sound of knocking on my door. "Let me in....." a deep voice called. "No." I replied sternly. "I hope you know, I have a key....." they added. "Son of a-..." I muttered. I walked to the door and threw it open. "The hell you want?" I asked, annoyed. It was the governor (as I had assumed) and he stood there, with his hands in his pockets. "I have a proposal for you...." he stated. "No, bitch. I don't want your drugs, I don't want your girl scout cookies, and I don't wanna get raped. Bye bye!" I said, slowly shutting the door. He put his foot on the way of the door. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I'll slice off you TOES with this door. Hope your girl doesn't have a foot fetish or else things are gonna get REAL awkward...." I said smirking. I jammed the door into his foot. "GAHHH!!!" He yelped as he pulled his foot back. I used this time to shut and lock the door.

"I swear to god......if you don't let me in....." he began to threaten. "Just use your key, dumbass." I said, sitting down on the bed again. "I umm-.....I don't actually have key......" he said. "So you're admitting to you defeat?....." I questioned. "What defeat? What are you even talking ab-.....never mind. Just, let me in....." he said, starting to get angry with me. "Why should I?....." I asked.

"Because.......I know you found out. I'll tell you everything about the arena, if you just come over here.....and unlock.....this god.....damned....door." He said, trying to keep his calm. I paused. "....sparing NO detail.....tell me everything, or it's no deal......" I said. "Ok.....I will just, just let me in. I own this property, dammit....." he said. I walked to the door and opened it. "Oh! And you'll let me see your eye without the patch on it....." I added with a smirk. "Why in the name of hell would I do that?" He asked. "Because you wanna keep all 5 toes on your right foot." I replied smiling. He nodded off to the side. "That's......that's fair enough....." he said, a bit impressed how I got my way.  He lifted up the patch on his eye. "Woah......that is so-....." I began. "Creepy? Disgusting? Scary?" He began listing adjectives. "......so COOL!!!" I said excitedly. "Cool?...." he asked, a  bit taken aback. "Heck yeah! Man, that just proves that you are NOT one to be messed with......" I said smiling. He chuckled a bit. "Well, that is true....." he said. My plan was going perfectly.

"Well, you see.....one slight problem...." I said. "What's that?...." he asked. "Well, in my opinion, it would look a lot scarier and a lot cooler if it was the other eye that needed the patch....." I said. "Well, I wouldn't really be able to see if I had the patch over my only other eye....." he said. "Well, put it on over the eye....just to see how it would look....." I said, picking it up and handing the patch to him. "Well, alright. I suppose......" he said, rolling his eye. He placed the patch over his only eye. "Now?...." he asked. "Super freaking cool....." I said. "Why, thank you....." He said.

Now was my chance....

He began rambling about losing his eye, while keeping the patch over his other one. I used this time to run as fast and as far as I could. When I looked back, he was still talking to the air I was previously standing in. I chuckled at his stupidity, before dashing towards the gate. I began to climb over the ladder, when I was stopped by two men. "Woah there, little lady....what are doing?...." one of them asked. "I-......I'm....." I paused, when my eyes caught hold on a golf club and a few golf balls. "C-can I play?......" I asked, pointing over to it. "Sure.....try to hit the walkers with it...." one of the men said, helping me up. I grabbed a golf club, set the ball on the tee, and drew back. Right before I was about to hit the ball off, I whipped around and whacked the first guy in the head. Before the other one knew what was happening, I kicked him over before stabbing the golf club through his chest. I jumped down from the trailer and made a run for it.

I heard shouting behind me, as I ran.

I didn't stop running.

I needed to find my prison....

I needed to keep going......