Riley fell on the ground so hard that she couldn't even breath for seconds, just seeing stars. She exhaled every bit of air out of her lungs. The axe! Where's that damn axe? It fell out of her hand. She kicked a walker that was about to attack in the chest.
- You wont eat from me... – she said from between gritted teeth. Near the tree. Riley tried to get her weapon while crawling to that tree. Meanwhile more and more walkers appeared somewhere behind her. She got the axe in the very last minute and hit a walker that was about to bite her with it. She sprang on her feet and killed another two of them but somehow more and more came. Oh shit... she thought while she looked around.
They were everywhere around her, some of them came shuffling on their feet, some of the crawled their way to her, and there were some walkers that headed quite fast between the forest's trees.
Riley had alredy been in some bad situations during her survival in this new world, but this one seemed the worst of them. Her ankle was still in a huge pain from the falling with her motorcycle and the axe in her hand just seemed heavier and heavier with every second. She even lost her pistol that she had earlier.
She had that revolver for a long time but she never really used it. She only had it because she didn't wanted to be one of them. If she had to die anyway then she wont die by them. But when her motorcycle fell over not so long time ago the pistol somehow fell out of her pocket. She lost it and lost a lof of other things she would have needed now.
She thought that Atlanta was cleaner than the other parts of the country. Every radio station informed the people of the locations of the survival camps and Atlanta was one of them until the very end. The OCD was here too. But somewhat this city seemed the most infected of all.
Newer and newer walker fell on the ground – dead again as Riley was killing them, but she felt that the wave of walkers would never want to end. Two came when one fell. I don't want it like this! she thought while she was more desperate with every second. She backed one step but she tumbled down again as she stood on her injured ankle.
It must have got injured when she fell with her motorcycle but she hadn't realised it before. Adrenalin is a wonderful thing. Riley thought this with such a cool mind. Maybe this was going to be the end.
- Oh shit! – she screemed. – Where's it? Where's it?! – The axe was on the ground again. If I make it I swear I'm gonna tie it to my hand...
She kept crawling backwards until she hit a tree with her back. Now she finally counted them. There were 7 walkers. And she was alone. Without any kind of a weapon. She kicked a walker the last time than closed here eyes, and grabbed the little cross in her neck. And than she prayed. For the first time in month. She prayed for God for one last time.
Seven thud woke her up of the self-pity. She gaped at the seven dead-again bodies as they were lying in front of her. Two of them were only a few inches away from her. Every seven of them had an arrow in their head. A black arrow with green ends.
