I washed up on the side of the river. I was on a beach. I started coughing up salt water that was burning my throat, throwing up from the dehydration. Sea weed tangled into my hair. My skin was dry and hot. Where was I? I can feel myself starting to panic. What was the last thing I remembered? God, why was it so hard for me to remember. The bridge. Rick shot his gun off with the dynamite. I tried to save him but it was too late. I sat up from the sand trying to get my bearings. How long was I out? How far away is home? I look up at the sun. Closing to the west. It was about to be dusk soon. I stood up quickly at the snarls and growls of the walkers approaching me. I honestly could have taken my time because now I'm dizzy. I pat my body down and look for my knife. Shit. It must have fallen off in the explosion.
I looked at the ground for something, anything. There was driftwood a few yards away from me. About the same from the Walker's. I'm not sure if I want to take that risk. But I was too weak to fight. I'm dehydrated. Salt in my system isnt doing me any justice. I felt nauseous and so goddamn tired. If I start to walk they won't catch up unless they have an advantage of going down hill. I start walking towards the woods but I think that made things worse. Cause now I'm even more lost. I'm not as good as a tracker as Daryl as. I honestly don't know how far away I am from Oceanside. I need to find a map or something. Maybe if I go back to the river I can follow it back up.
My stomach started to growl as I looked down at it. I pat it slowly to quiet it down. I need to find food and clean water. I need to survive before I make my travels. It was starting to get dark as well. Great. Things are not in my favor right now. I have no food, water, weapons or shelter and its almost night. I don't mind traveling at night but it's harder to see when the enemy is coming and you arent prepared. You have to trust your ears and right after that explosion I'm not sure if I want to trust my ears right now. Especially since I was tossing around in water hearing the swishing constantly. There is no way I was gonna find any food or water at this time. I should just make camp but with what? I have nothing.
So I climbed a tree. The tallest one I could see. It reminded mr of the times Jay and I would hide from Skylar. We'd sit up here for hours. Skylar would just wait us out. I shook myself out of my thoughts. I tried to see if I could find a camp nearby or if I was close to Alexandria. But there was nothing. Just trees surrounded by trees. I could see the river. Maybe by dawn I could follow it along back to where I came from. Daryl will be out looking for me. Who am I kidding? I know he'll be out here trying. I know he won't stop until he finds me. I laid up in the tree and closed my eyes. I could hear the snarling from the walkers at the bottom of the tree. Looks like they caught up to me finally. Eventually something will distract them and they'll be gone. I tried not to worry but I was. I miss Daryl.
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FanfictionTarget, you needed to worry about. You have to focus on it. Either your target to kill or your goal to work with. Just hope you don't miss. Fight, I had to fight to survive, forget and trust. Fight for survival, that's what the world has become. Wet...