Hello Again! And welcome to my brand new FanFiction based on the popular TV/Comic book series, The Walking Dead. This is entirely made up, but I hope you enjoy it.
And without further ado here is the story...
The Walking
An account of someone who wants to find a long, lost memory...
The bodies lied motionless in the streets. The buildings looked as if they had been torn limb from limb. The stench of death rose high into the air. The Earth fell asleep as the darkness had consumed all things living... and dead.
He made his way through the streets trying to keep hidden as best as possible. His clothes were torn and were just barely hanging onto his body. Slowly, he made his way through the broken streets that used to be known as King County and eventually found himself at a long road with old, run-down homes.
"I'm finally here."
The teenager continued to walk further, when he found an old man lying on the ground, clearly tired from all the hiding he tried to do from those things. "Young man, what're you doing all the way out here, you should know you ain't supposed to be here!" The old man seemed to stare into the eyes of the boy as he said this, as if pleading for him to turn around and walk all the way back to where he came from. "I'm... looking for something" the boy replied.
"You lookin' for something? What could you possibly be looking for out here?!"
"I'm looking... for... a hospital."
The man just gazed at the teenager, his eyes suddenly turning very misty.
"I see. Well, you ain't got far to go."
