Dead and Gone

Dead and Gone

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Apr 9, 2026
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Fanfic
The Walking Dead
The Umbrella Academy
Walking into an old house is strange; it feels like the walls have eyes and they're watching you, constantly. The haunting creaks of an old house settling, making you wonder if you just heard footsteps upstairs or rats in the walls. But in all actuality, there is a scientific reason behind haunted houses. Something about low frequencies and sensory overload causes your negative emotions to go haywire. And sure, that can be true, but it also can be true that the house is haunted. For Carol Peletier, it was the latter. Cause why was her son, who went missing 3 months ago, was standing in front of her. He was in the snow, covered in blood, and hadn't aged a day.
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-ˏˋ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ'ᴅ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ.ˊˎ- Elodie Price had never heard the soft breeze of the wind or the sound of birds singing in the trees. After losing her older brother and her mother, the world had become grey. Ten years old, and already the universe had stripped her of everything. She couldn't see any reason to keep moving, no one to protect her. The Walkers would find her soon enough. With her hearing loss, she wouldn't even hear them coming. She could barely hear the world screaming around her. Her mother had always been harsh - never quite satisfied with anything Elodie did - and her brother distant. The little bits of love that trickled through, the faint scraps of affection, always seemed to slip through her fingers like water. She didn't belong. Not to them, not to anyone. So when she had come to the conclusion that maybe it was her turn to go, she never expected anyone to care. She never expected anyone to save her. Certainly not someone like Daryl Dixon. 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰; ©𝙙𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙: 𝙛𝙚𝙗. 𝟭𝟮 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: - updates set in season 5 (the earlier chapters truly suck in my opinion, so once you get to like chapter 10 or so it gets better :,P) DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Walking Dead, or its storyline. I only own my orignal characters.

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