RICK'S P.O.V
"Rick! Where's Carl?" Daryl yelled at me.
I spun backwards. Carl wasn't there. "CARL?!?" I yelled as I jogged back and forth on the road.
I looked over at the group who was standing in shock. I noticed how Paige's face had been healing, she was staring at me on her crutches. Her eyes just kept going from me to the concrete below her.
I looked towards the sky. It grew darker, the sun was setting, a storm was brewing.
Drip, Drip, Drip...
I felt cold water fall from the sky onto my skin. "Ugh! NO!" I yelled in frustration.
My son would be freezing, and alone somewhere, unprotected.
CARL'S P.O.V
I felt the rain fall onto me, but I didn't care. I just kept on crying and crying. It started to pour.
My hair grew damp and soggy as well as my clothes. I flicked my hair out of my face which made the cold water fly through the air. I could feel the chills run down my spine. It was getting very unbearable. The coldness of the rain didn't help.
I laid up against a tree. Waiting for someone to find me.
"Anyone? Please, just help me!" I pleaded. Then, I heard the crunches of leaves. Someone was here to help. Thank you...
"Please! I'm over here!"
The steps kept heading my way. Before I knew it, I heard a distinct raspy moan and a rotten body limp out of the darkness followed by a few more.
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The Walking Dead: Secrets
Fiksi PenggemarThis is a play I have been writing in school, but I am changing it into a book. It is based off of The Walking Dead, but my version. Still, some of the characters, and others are just added in. A zombie apocalypse occurred and now a group of people...
