Part 32

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GLENN'S P.O.V
I raised my hand in the way of the gun. "Please...I didn't get bit..." I muttered as the room spun. "Glenn!" Maggie dropped the gun. "I thought I was going to have to kill you..." She sobbed. I moved the short brown strands of hair out of her face. "I'm not dead, yet..." I whispered. Everyone huddled over me, smiling. "Come on, we need to help him up!" Rick yelled. I felt people's hands slide under me, and hoist me up. "I'll just slow you guys down..." I whispered. "We'll find a way to help you." Beth added.

They carried me out of the Sanctuary of Hostages. "What are all the other places?" Rick asked, his head swinging around in all directions. "There are a lot of different things...the b-brown building is The Senior Working Factory. The white building is the Junior...Radioactive Crankisphonia..." I could barely breathe, everything was dark. "What did you say? Did you say Crankisphonia?" Paige asked as she sat up from Carl's arms. "Oh...that makes sense now..." I muttered. Everyone's eyes darted to the white segment of the factory. "We gotta do something about that..." Michonne said staring at the ground.

MICHONNE'S P.O.V
I knew what we had to do. "We have to get rid of them..." I mumbled. "What?" Carl asked. "We have to kill them." I stated. "How are we supposed to do that?" Daryl said doubtfully. "We can find things to use. Don't you see all the stuff we could use around here!" Everyone looked around at their surroundings. "Yeah, let's do this." Rick agreed.

Everyone searched the area and met up in front of The Sanctuary of Hostages. We had wood, wires, oil, gas, and rocks. "Okay...I have an idea. I took the gas from the pile and poured on the outside of the walls, and around the perimeter of the white segment. I pointed at Rick and Daryl. "Start a fire with the wood, rocks, and wires. Anything." A little bit later they yelled,"WE GOT ONE GOING! COME ON!" I jogged to them grabbing the freshly made wood with the fire started on it. I ran up to the building, took a deep breath, and threw it into the gasoline.

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