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Her heart pounded as she ran blindly through the dark. There had to be a cliff or a knife, or any kind of weapon she could use to end this madness, to just end it all and be at peace. But would she really ever be?
She stopped suddenly and spat at the ground in anger. She was so sick of all of this. Why did it all have to happen? Why did she have to lose everything she cared about? Was it all to punish her? But what had she done?
She fell to her knees in defeat and sobbed. At this point she didn't care if she died. She wanted to. She had nothing left to live for. For the first time in her life she felt weak, broken. There was nothing more for her.
She slammed her fist to the ground and stood up. Wiping her eyes to get a look at her surroundings. It was pitch black. Not even one star was shinning down on her, but it was okay, she was used to it. Turning around, a small, orange flicker caught her eye. Fire. But not just any fire. A campfire.
"People," she whispered to herself. "There's people!" She was overjoyed, yet skeptical at the same time. They could be murderers, rapists, anything. But it was her best chance. She braced herself and headed toward the inviting bright light.
"...I don't know about this, man..." Omid whispered nervously to Lee.
"Come on! It's an easy shot, and it's the first rabbit we've seen in months. I'm getting tired of eating nothing but vegetables."
"Well if you want it so bad, then why don't you shoot it?" He argued, attempting to shove the pistol into the other man's hands.
"Because you're a better shot! I've seen you! You just need to relax."
"But... But... But it's so cute!"
"Omid!"
"Alright fine! But if the noise attracts any of those things, just remember, it was your idea!" He aimed the gun at the small mammal as it nibbled away at the grass, completely unaware it was in any danger.
"Sorry little guy..." He took the shot, making a direct hit.
"Nice!"
"Let's go take it back to the others."
As soon as they entered the camp, they were bombarded with panicked questions.
"We heard a gunshot!" Christa said.
"Was anyone hurt?!" Carley said.
"There aren't any walkers, are there?" Clementine asked, worriedly.
"We're fine," Lee laughed. He glanced at Clementine, and pulled the three older women out of the little girl's view before holding up the chubby, brown rabbit. Their eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of the unusual meal.
"Wow! Where'd you guys find it?" Christa asked.
"We found a set of trees about half a mile from the pond and-" Lee started.
"And it was just sitting there!" Omid finished.
"Well, it isn't much, but if we all just take small pieces at a time-" Christa said.
"Then there should be enough for all of us!" Carley exclaimed.
That night, the darkness was lit up with a campfire. The warm, comforting light relaxed the group to extent as they filled their bellies. It was the best meal any of them had had since before the dead rose. It was complete with the rabbit meat, BBQ sause, which was brought back by Molly, a vegetable of their choice, and for desert, any sugary snack Molly could find back in the city. For that moment, it seemed that life was back to the way it was before the apocalypse, and for Lee, it was like it was back when he wasn't a convicted murderer. When is life was actually normal. Everything seemed perfect.
"Hello?" A familiar voice called from outside the gates. The group members raised their guns to the trespasser. Lee looked at the figure hard, but the darkness and the rapid movement of the flames made it difficult to see their face. He watched as they quickly put their hands up, showing that they were not here to cause trouble.
"Hello...?" He called back. Omid grabbed a flashlight and shined it directly in their face, temporarily blinding the stranger. The survivors gasped at the sight before them.