[Currently Under Rewrite]
She was lost. She was alone. She was scared. She was surrounded by the dead.
Ashley Grant was thrown into the terrifying world of the dead walking the streets. All she wanted was to go to the grocery store but she ran into...
Ash wheeled her way to Alex's lab room, hoping her memory would serve her well from how many turns and bumps she passed over. As she came to a door, she looked up and saw the name plate.
'Dr. A. Bridger'
"Yes!" Ash exclaims quietly before knocking once and opening the door. "Alex! I need to talk to you." She says as she wheels herself into the room.
A woman was sitting at a desk in the corner of the room. She had long red hair with brown eyes and pale clear skin with a joint in her hand and the window cracked open.
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The woman looked up before quickly putting out the joint and standing up. "Ashley, you're wearing the glasses! Do they work alright? Tell me, do these jeans make me look fat?" She asks. Yup, this was definitely Alex.
Ash smiled as she came all the way into the room and shut the door. "Call me Ash. We're friends now. And you look fine. Though, I have to say, I pictured you different." She said.
Alex laughed. "Oh, really? Well, then, how did you picture me?" She asks amused.
Ash thought about it. "Well, you had red hair but it was cut short. Like, in a long bob. And I pictured you shorter and with more freckles. With green eyes and an innocent yet badass look."
Alex busted out laughing. "That's the best. And you got all that from my voice?" She asked.
Ash shook her head. "No. From the way you talk and act and how you described your brothers. I dunno, I can't really explain it." She said.
Alex shrugged. "Well, you were pretty close. You got my hair color right, at least. And how I look innocent yet a total badass." She smiled. She then saw the bruises on her friends body. "Ash, what happened?!" She asked shocked and horrified as she hurried forward.
Ash shook her head. "Its nothing. I'm fine. Alex, we need to talk. Its about that thing." She said, quickly changing the subject.
Alex suddenly became very serious as well. She nodded. "Alright. I got a place where we can talk privately." She said as she went toward the door.
"Wait!" Ash said causing Alex to turn around and look at her confused. "There's someone we need to include. Her name's Michonne. She wants out too."
Alex nodded. "Where is she?" She asked.
Ash shrugged. "I don't know. But we have to find her. She can help us." She said.
Alex nodded and came back over and grabbed her wheelchair. "Let's go find her then." She said and pushed Ash out the door.
Once they were out of the building, they were on the search for Michonne. It was hard because they didn't know what she looked like. But when they saw a woman who stood out amongst the rest, they knew.
She still had her clothes from out there and she had a cold glare that she gave anyone who walked too close. She had dark skin and dreadlocks and a look that said she hated it here. That was her. That was Michonne.
