SMOKE
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Lee Y/n has had trouble with the law all her life. Just when she had just got back to her cell, smoke filled the prison - taking her chance she attacked the prison warden that was with her. After escaping her cell, she had to fight through the smoke that was burning her eyes like hot sauce & the undead. She seemed to be immune to this mysterious smoke as she found herself not turning into a flesh eating zombie. Once she escaped she is alone for 3 years until one day she bumps into a huge group of survivors. (This is just a little hurried description) She sparks a connection with one of the male survivors who's just like her - Distant & a loner Features- •Daryl Dixion •Glenn Rhee •Rick Grimes •Maggie Rhee •Carl •Beth Green
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The sun beat down on my dirt covered face, making my skin feel tight. The ropes burned my skin as I struggled to get my arms free. The screams from the other women seemed to last for hours, then silence. I knew that the dead would come for us soon. (How did I get myself into this situation, and how am I going to get out?) Think, Leah, you have to survive this, think hard. I could hear them coming in the distance. There's not much time left. The others had faded away, and I had to use them to save my life. What has my life come to?- was my thought as I pulled layers of skin back from a girl I had only known for a short time. Her name was Carly with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes. "Thank you, Carly, for helping me," I whispered as I smeared her blood on my face. I began to feel weak. How long has it been, and how long can I survive? As I contemplated these questions, my mind began to slowly sink into darkness... They are closer now, and soon I'll be free...was my last thoughts.

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