Welcome To Hell

Welcome To Hell

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Fanfic
The Walking Dead
Hunger Games
I look up, my gaze shifted from my favorite novel, The Hunger Games, to the television in the far-left corner of the room. "This is not a drill." A tiny man standing in a dark room, the only light that was shining on him seemed to be coming from a window behind him began to speak. The man's silhouette shook franticly. "There has been a sudden outbreak. The dead is alive and they're cannibal. The CDC is currently working on a cure and all armed, American forces are working to control the walking dead. This will soon be over." The man's terrified gaze shifted from side to side as if he didn't believe his-own words. "For the time being, stay inside, stay sane and stay sa-" His sentence was then cut off as an arm reached through the window behind him, as one of the "dead" grabbed him, gnawing at his neck as the man screamed in agonizing pain. Then, the power shut off. "Welcome to hell." I mutter, to myself, setting down my novel and grabbing my knife, from my pocket, flipping open the blade.
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The tall, skinny man and young boy with a sheriff's hat, stood in the prison yard staring right back at me; bloody and wounded, basket full of formula in hand, the obvious look of exhaustion washed over me. The dead slowly turns their head and stares at me, smelling the fresh blood on my hand. I backed myself away, pulling out my knife. I found myself jabbing the walker in the head. Two more follow after me and the rest turn to the attention. I huffed out a breath, trying to catch it. My body grows too weak to keep myself standing, my vision grows blurry. My knees buckle together and I fall to the ground. My eyelids grow too heavy to keep open and I finally pass out. Reece is a lonesome ranger. She travels by foot and all on her own, avoiding any living person. When Reece spots a woman running through the dark woods, covered in smoke, she makes a decision to help her out or leave her to the dead. Little did Reece know, she would reunite with two special people again. **THIS STORY WILL START AT THE END OF SEASON 2 AND PICK UP IN SEASON 3. ALL CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL STORYLINE, SAME WITH CHARACTERS AND ANY/ALL EVENTS. ANYTHING NOT BELONGING TO THE ORIGINAL CREATORS IS CREDITED TO ME** **WARNING SOME DRUG USE MENTIONED IN THIS STORY** Created: August 22, 2021 Published: April 6, 2022 Completed:

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