Meadow Fletcher's POV
I watched the Saviors walk away with their things. My head was spinning, Turner and Arat, along with six other Saviors, were gone. They were dead. Murdered. My arms were crossed, I turned back around, going inside my tent. Carl was putting his other boot on, he looked at me, confused, "Saviors are leaving. They think I killed Turner last night and Arat. I was here last night, with you." I shook my head, doubting myself. "You were here with me, all night." I nodded my head, sitting down on the cot.
I was faced with them, the Saviors who thought I killed them. "I didn't, I was in my tent all night, I swear." Carol pulled her pistol out, aiming it at them, "Go back to Sanctuary before you something you will regret!" Carl stood in front of me, "Meadow, get out of here." I shook my head.
A gunshot.
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