I heard a fence open and the truck moved through it. I felt on my upper arm a hand roughly grabbing me and pulling me.
I walked through a building and all the talking stops. I get tossed into a chair then the blindfold gets pulled off by Daryl.
I look around and it looks like a prison and there has to be at least over 100 people here.
I see a man with greasy curly hair and a grey beard walk down on the staircase towards me. He kneels down in front of me and opens his pocket knife.
"If you try anything I will kill you" he says then cuts off the restraints, he stands back up then crosses his arms over his chest. "Who are you?" He asks but I stay silent.
"I don't think she can understand you" Tyreese adds but I don't think the man cares.
"This was what she had" Bob says then opens the duffel bag, the man looks in it then back at me. Daryl sets my backpack next to the man.
"Her name's Tonya" Daryl answers and I just give everyone the death glare.
"Are you alone?" The man asks and I don't say shit, Daryl stomps towards me then grabs my face roughly and I can tell he's angry.
"Answer the damn question!" He yells and I spit in his face, he lets go of me and wipes his face.
He pulls out a handgun then puts it to my temple, I raise my chin to show him I'm not scared.
"Daryl back away" the man tries to calm him.
"Do it" I whisper and his face softens
"Pull the trigger" I say in a normal tone.
"I said pull the damn trigger!" I yell and it echoed through the whole prison.
He pulls the gun away and I start laughing genuinely.
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Are we really living?//TWD
Fiksi PenggemarTonya is a 29-year-old who is brought into a chaotic world. She meets people that become her family, blood or not. "Jesus Christ" he murmurs and I chuckle. "Not even he can save you, from me" I say making eye contact with an evil grin plastered on...
