I carefully made my way back to the scene. Walkers were everywhere, but luckily they were all dead. Well, even more dead. But how? How did one person kill so many?
That's when my savior, might just save me again.
The person turned around and I felt a gleam of hope.
Her blonde hair moved with the wind.
"Molly?!?!" I say.
"Well I'll be damned, I never thought I would see you again! You've uh.... Grown." She replied.
I was just so in shock, I couldn't believe it was her.
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The Walking Dead: Missing
TerrorThis is my first story :D All ideas originated by yours truly, most themes and characters from the makers of TWDG. ❤️ (SHORT CHAPTERS!!!)
