When the camera loaded, it showed a picturenof me through the slot. Sarah waved it at me, smiling brightly. "I'll keep this in my pocket with the pictures of me and Clem!" Sarah said in a exited tone. I found it amazing that in the zombie apocolypse, people my age... How old is she? "I forgot to ask you guys, how old are you?" I said. "Im 14." "Really? Me too!" Sarah yelled. "Im 11... I think." Clem said, in a bright smile. Thats when Sarah said something that kind of startled me a bit. "Mark... Can we be friends? Like, best friends?" She said. "Well, of course! I thought we were friends already!" I responded. "Pinky promise?" "Pinky promise." And with that, we shaked pinkies. "Pinkie promise last forever!" She smiled. "Believe me, Sarah already said the same thing to me, so i guess were a trio!" Clem said, yelling trio with a twirl. Suddenly, we heard steps coming toward the cabin, and we all walked (well, Most of us atleast), and looked at the window. "Oh hey, Lukes back!" Said Sarah, but that wasen't Luke... "Oh no... That-thats that really bad guy that trapped us... Hold on, i just need to..." And Sarah crawled on the floor, and put her knees up to her chest, and rocked a bit. So thats what Carlos was talking about... I thought. She was a innocent girl, and Cease to function. She had autism. I knew how to do this. "Sarah..." I tryed my best of my ability to crouch down, only to remember my injury. "Clem, I'll deal with Sarah, just distract that guy as much as you can." I said in a soft voice. She nodded, and slowly crept downstairs. "Hey, everythings gonna be fine. Were all your best friends, right?" She simply nodded. "Yeah..." "And friends protect each other, and I will NEVER, leave you behind." I wisper. She stared at me before saying "Pinky promise?" She held up her Pinky. "Pinky promise. It lasts forever." I smiled, and we shook pinkies again. We stood up, and I hoped to the bed in the room next to it, with Sarah close behind.
I heard talking in a dark, raspy voice versus Clem. I heard sentences like "where did this knife go?" And "Did they trust you?" But overall, due to Sarah still breathing a bit fast, I couldn't hear much. Thats when Sarah made a loud pound on the bed, and as I quickly grab her and put her next to me. She was panicing, and he knew it. But what startled him is that Sarah calmed a bit when I did this, and even more startled by a loud "Are you sure your alone here?" I heared the room door slam open, and a gun click. "Im sure!" I heard Clem say. "Where did these crutches come from? Was someone in your group hurt?" "Yes, but we tried, but... She still died." "Whats this?" he said, and i heard shuffling of paper. Her pictures! "Looks like it was a he." he chuckled, and put it back. "Well, seems like you dont need anything." And with that, the guy left, and we slowly came out of the bed. He was glad that he only saw his picture, and not Sarah's. If he knew them, he would be after us..."God!" I said, hearing a cracking sound coming from my chest, grabbing Clem walking in painting, she helped me on my crutches, followed by Sarah, who was still shaken up by the whole slaming the bed thing. As for the rest of the day, I wondered as we spread around the room (Sarah read a book, well I told her she should do that to calm down) Who was he? What did he want? Nobody knew. And Sarah didn't even know what his name was. But i have a feeling that he will come back, with more people. We had to leave. As soon as they come back, we have to leave. I know it.