So I've been saying that when I get Microsoft Word on my computer that I will convert In The Woods Somewhere to the typical manuscript... well I finally got it and here it is. The screenplay version, which I made in Final Draft, is still on the site so feel free to look that one up as it is further in chapters than what I post here. For those of you reading this one, I will catch it up to speed soon. Again, I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD and these are still scenes that mainly focus on Daryl and Tessa's developing relationship. Meaning there are other things going on with other characters that are unseen but who cares because this is about these two. There could even be a different central story line before the main one in this story. Anyway...bare with me.
THE WALKING DEAD.
TEASER.
Thunder roar in the grey, cloudy sky as the lush, dark green Virginia forest still drip moisture from the previous rain. There is serenity in the wilderness though all are not at peace. In muddy, rugged clothes a man trek through the brush navigating and moving vegetation out his way. With the wet ground silencing his footsteps, he need not worry about being detected by Walkers roaming about. Though still aware of his surroundings, he is completely in his head. Wandering in both motion and mind. He comes to a stop and looks down where the rainwater fed into a creek below.
Daryl readies himself for the hike down. It's steep, but grabbing onto roots, he manages to make it on the creek bed to walk along it's muddy shore looking for nothing particular. After a few paces, the rugged man kneels next to the smoothly running stream and washes blood from his knife and crossbow. He takes a moment to observe his surroundings. No sign of Walkers and the slope is too muddy to attempt a climb up. He grabs his possessions to continue on his way and find a better way back. Walking along the creek, The Archer discovers something further down in his path. On the side of the creek bed, a body, to fresh to be a Walker, lies.
" The hell..." he says to himself and eases his crossbow off his shoulders. Slightly taking aim, he cautiously approaches the figure. Thunder roar once more.
At the residence of Rick and Michonne, Carl sits calmly with Judith on his lap looking out the window through the heavy pouring rain running down it's seal. Then, Carl notices Daryl riding down the mildly flooded street on his bike with Abraham running not far behind. He squints his eye at something resting against his back as he comes to a halt in front of the house. An arm dangling from under a black tarp- like cover behind Daryl.
"Dad!" shouts Carl. " DAD!"
"What?"
Rick responds from another room.
"Come here!"
Rick and Michonne walks to the window to see Daryl and Abraham unloading the body. Alarmed, they rush to the door.
The door opens as the men carry the body up the few porch steps.
"What's this?" ask Rick sounding a bit demanding in tone.
Daryl enters first supporting the body under the shoulders with Abraham carrying the legs. All are soaking to the core. Michonne stands out of the way near the door.
"A woman I found in a creek. She's alive just out of it. We ain't got a doctor so I thought to bring her here," said Daryl.
Just as they pass, the black tarp that covers her slips off her face revealing an unconscious mid- late 20's, light complexion, African American female with locs (Dreadlocks). This strikes Michonne and her breath shortens. Everything seems to have slowed. The voices of the men talking are muffled to her ears and the only thing she could really hear is her own heart racing. Her eyes continue to follow the body though her own body could not move.
"Put her on the sofa," command Rick. "Did she have any weapons?"
"Just a Recurve bow and a knife," respond Daryl
"Take 'em. No chances."
Rick looks to Michonne and steps in front of her.
"Hey… You okay?" ask Rick calmly.
{FADE IN WALKING DEAD THEME MUSIC}
Michonne's hearing snaps into a regular state. Though her breathing still shallow and body stiff, she manages to speak and says coldly…
"That's Tessa."
OPENING CREDITS.