Sophia ran through the woods, holding back cries of terror. Doing her best to stay ahead of the horrors that laid within the trees. Weaving in and out of the trees, clutching onto her doll, she kept glancing behind her, watching for when they may catch up to her. She kept the sun on her left shoulder like he said, after the dead had found her. "This is how we both survive." Sophia just hoped that Rick was right.
Staying quiet, she knew it was stupid to leave the safety of the tree roots, but she couldn't help but feel even more terrified standing in one place. Tears ran down her cheeks, and she continued to run. She wanted to see her mother again, she wanted to see Carl, she wanted to feel safe. Sophia wanted to survive.
About an hour later, Sophia was helplessly lost. The sun had begin to set on her left, and there was no sign of the freeway, and by then, she was second guessing what she had heard. 'Did he say left shoulder, or right?' Stressing out, she couldn't hold back the shriek of fright as she came across another zombie. It turned towards her, snarling and moaning, reaching for her with one outstretched hand, the other arm must have fallen off ages ago, as there was no limb in sight.
Scrambling to get away, she turned away from the zombie who had been directly in her path, to the left, nearly turning 180 degrees. Still clutching her doll, she tried to speed up, feet pounding the dirt, hair flying.
Slowly, the moans grew quieter behind her, and Sophia took a chance to lean on a tree and look around. It all looked the same as she had seen for the last hour she had been running, she took that as the moment, she knew she was lost.
Briefly, she considered remaining where she was, after all, she could remember all the times that her mother had told her different safety precautions. 'If you get lost, or separated from me, stay where you are.' This was different though, it had to be. The one time she had gotten lost in the supermarket, there weren't dead people wandering around, trying to kill her. Suddenly, a mangled hand grabbed at her, clutching at her collar.
"Mom! Help! Please!" She sobbed, pushing away from the tree, trying to get away from the zombie. The dirty fingernails dug into her shirt, trying to bring Sophia closer to the rotting teeth. With tears running down her cheeks she stepped backwards, only to not feel anything below her feet. Shrieking loudly, she gasped for air as she tumbled backwards, bringing the zombie with her.
She clawed at the the hillside as she fell, trying to find any surface, she didn't want to die, she couldn't. Forced to drop her doll, her shoulder popped as she managed to grab ahold of a root, hanging from the cliff side. The zombie, which no longer had any muscle fell to the earth below with a disgusting squish, leaving the girl hanging by one hand.
An angry flare of pain shot up her arm, something was definitely wrong with her shoulder. Grabbing the root with her good arm, she let go with the bad, relieving some of the pain. However, she was hopelessly alone, she couldn't even hope to climb up. As she began slipping, she heard twigs snapping above her.