BETH'S P.O.V
I heard a muffled gunshot ring through the prison. My eyes shot open. I was closest to the outside, so I was the only one to hear it. I slowly got up and peeked around the corner.
No one. Must've been a dream. Paranoia, I guess...
I walked back into the cell and went to sleep.
CARL'S P.O.V
I stood there in shock. My gun still raised. A bloody body in front of me. The image kept flashing back into mind.
My finger pulling the cold metal trigger, the bullet flying though his skull and out the back as he fell, limply, to the ground. The hole burrowed deep in his brain, dark crimson colors filling the wound.
I quickly put my gun down and dragged the body away. I picked up some rocks and tossed them on the concrete in front of me. The gunshot should've attracted some, too.
I heard the growls and moans become stronger. Soon, they were in sight.
I pulled Vincent's body to where they were headed outside the gate. I backed away and locked it. I watched as they crowded over him, devouring his flesh quickly. I sneaked back into the prison as quiet as a mouse. I scooted back into bed and looked up at the ceiling.
I'm a monster.
I closed my eyes, trying to get the image of what I had done out of my mind. Then, I heard a familiar voice.
"Carl? What were you doing out there?"
I looked over to see Beth standing in the doorway of my cell.
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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...
