Guts

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Chapter 12

"Hey, you. Dumbasses. Yeah, in the tank. Are you cozy in the you cozy in there?"

"Am I going crazy or is someone on the radio?"Atlas questions in surprise.

"I think someones there." Paxton states staring at the radio.

A moment later the radio cracks again, "Hey, are you alive in there?"

Rick is the one who scrambles over and speaks, "Hello? Hello?"

The radio cracks again, " There you are. You had me wondering."

   "Where are you? Outside? Can you see us right now?" Paxton grabbed  Atlas' hand as his father spoke into the radio in hopes of getting help.

"Yeah, I can see you. You're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news." The man on the other end was clearly nervous.

     Hopeful Rick speaks, " There's good news?"

"No"

Atlas wants to climb out of the tank and punch whoevers on the other end, Paxton is freakin out in every way possible.

     "Listen, whoever you are, I don't mind telling you I'm a little concerned in here."

         "Oh man. You should see it from over here. You'd be having a major freak-out."

"well im having a major freak-out in hear." Paxton speaks up quietly. Atlas squeezes his hand hoping to calm him some.

    "Got any advice for us?"

"Yeah,I'd say make a run for it."

        "That's it? "Make a run for it"?"

    "My way's not as dumb as it sounds. You've got eyes on the outside here. There's one geek still up on the tank but the others have climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the horse went down. With me so far?"

Rick looks to his son and Atlas nodding ,"So far"

    " Okay, the street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. If you move now while they're distracted, you stand a chance. Got ammo?"

"In that duffel bag I dropped out there,and guns. Can I get to it?"

   "Forget the bag,okay? It's not an option. What do you have on you?"

Rick radios ,"Hang on" before telling Paxton and Atlas to check how much they have.

"We've got a Beretta with one clip,15 rounds and a few rounds in the riffle.

    " Make 'em count. Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going in that direction. There's an alley up the street, maybe 50 yards. Be there."



"Hey,what's your name?"

   "Have you been listening? You're running out of time." The man sounds frantic.

"Right"

     "Are you good to run Pax?"

"Yeah im good,  my leg doesn't hurt. I'll be able to make it."

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