okay, woah before you begin. This is the first time I've ever actually published my story. Crazy right. I hope you enjoy. This is all for fun so don't be upset if you don't like it. Please review so I know a little bit more about what Im doing okay okay lets go on with the story now, erin. I hope you like it.
"Let me out."
They took away the man in the boxcar with me already, I'm next. No fighting, there is no way out from the inside. I'm stuck. Was there ever a sanctuary? Did people once roam freely, with no hurt, no killing? I sit here, the last spot I thought would be stuck in. The miles I've hiked to get here and to die? I don't get it. Why are people so bad? Terminus, my last hope was a lie.
"Please, I'm begging, please."
Please. I need to live.
I try again.
"Plea..."
The door swings open. I expect the man who locked me up in the first place to be there but it's not. It's a women with short brown hair. I look at her, we stare at each other in shock for a long second and she runs to catch up with her group. I need help. I run out fall onto the ground. I look down back to my ankle, I twisted it before these sickos caught me. I look around me.
Woah. I totally missed the chaos going on. The side of the building that once was this "sanctuary" is gone in smoke. Bullets are being shot in every which way. I manage to stumble behind her for a while still handcuffed with rope. Then through the smoke, a wrecker comes up on me. The dead man is small and he tries to tackle me. I push my rope against his neck pushing him backwards. He is inches from my face. He snaps his disgusting teeth at me. I push him away with the rope. I knock him to the ground long enough to cut the rope on some glass and take the glass and stab his forehead. He cripples to the ground taking the glass with him. I let him keep it. I hear screams from the direction the women went.
"Maggie?" I hear a man scream.
I follow the scream and the trail of wreckers on the ground. One wrecker clearly had a knife, I grab it. The one weapon I have in this giant herd of wreckers. I want my gun back. I run past a few but they ignore me and stumble towards the smoking camp. I finally see a group of people. Living people.
"Who's this?" one women with a cropped jacket and pig tails asks.
I stand there and world around me shakes I can't breath. People.
It's been awhile. There was the man stuck in the boxcar with me. He wasn't right in the head though. When they threw me in there, he welcome me with invisible tea. When I rejected his offer, he simply said,"Fine, your choice." Then he took a 'sip.'
"Why'd did you follow me?" the same women that saved me hissed.
"We ain't got time for this, run."
The group turned back to the building and made a break for it.
"Wait!" I was way behind limping. A wrecker grabbed my combat boot and pulled me down. Wincing with pain, a man swooped down and killed it. I released myself from it and ran that direction.