(Guest): Hmm… I already have it all planned out! Will consider though. Thanks for the input!
It only took a few minutes for Clementine to pack her stuff into a small, plastic bag from Walmart. She went through a small recheck of the treehouse and looked into the bag. One walkie talkie, one half empty bottle of water, and one other pair of clothes. She'd save it for a special occasion though - simply because it was a small pink dress with flowers on it, not good for running with.
Clementine tried to fight back tears as she took one last sweep around the small treehouse, but failed as the tears blurred her vision and the oh so familiar lump in her throat formed. She tried to think of something to say, some sort of promise she'd come back, but all she could muster was a rushed, weak goodbye before going down the broken ladder. It took a while, that way she couldn't get hurt, but eventually made it.
She paused. She didn't hear any monsters nearby, so her eyes cleared the gate and she walked out of gate, after a minute of trying to push it. Two grown men were trying to push a vehicle out of the way. She made a small squeak, way too nervous to say something.
In an instant, the chubbier one whipped around and a large BOOM echoed in the air. Ow. Something hurt. Tears filled in Clementines eyes as she looked down. Blood pooled from a wounded shoulder. Clementine cried out in pain. The younger man's widened eyes as he shoved his companion with his shoulder.
The older man, Shawn, also widened his eyes with concern as he gave the vehicle in front of his a final, rough shove and yelled something inaudible to the small girl. Her vision was starting to get blurry. Was she going to die? MOMMY! DADDY! HELP ME! Her stomach churned as she felt someone pick her up. She couldn't tell though, as her vision was mostly black.
Then she lost consciousness.
Question of the chapter!
Carley or Doug? Reasons?
My answer: Doug! He is underrated, and everyone can shoot a gun these days!