Hello again! Last chapter was short I know, but there is a reason for that. This one is short too. Things are about to change big time so I needed to break it up a little bit. Once again keep reading and please review! Thanks so much!
Eve had been running forever, not stopping for anything. She knew hundreds of walkers were behind her and she was almost out of ammunition. She could hear them behind her and knew they were close. She stopped and looked around, trying to find somewhere to hide. She was never a hider but there was no way she could take all of those walkers on, no matter how "badass" she might be. She couldn't see anything to get under or behind and she could already see the herd coming her way. She looked up and decided to climb a big pine tree that stood in front of her. She threw her gun over her back and made sure her machete was secure and hurled herself up into the tree as fast as she could. She climbed as high as she could, which was a good ten feet from the floor. Her legs were jelly and her arms were mush. She was breathing so hard from exhaustion, but she knew she had to be quiet or the walkers would gather around her tree and never leave. She put her hand to her mouth to stifle the sound, just like she used to do when she was alone. It all hit her then. She was alone again. She had no one and nothing. Her eyes widened at the realization and the horror of her situation. She knew she was panicking and she tried to breathe deep and evenly. If she blew it now she would die, she knew it. Flashes of Rick, Carl and Judy went through her mind. She sobbed into her hand like a baby as she watched the herd pass by her tree. There were so many of them. She thought of her friends, her lover, and wondered if they had gotten out, if they were alive? She prayed then that they were and she vowed that she would find them. No matter what, she was going to find them.
Michonne had hidden in the woods until she knew that the walkers had subsided. She immediately went back to the prison to try to find anyone that could be alive or still be there. As she approached she saw the destroyed walls and the destruction to the watch tower, it was a battle zone. She knew the herd had followed Eve, she had heard her screaming for the others to go. Michonne stopped and cried for her friend. It wasn't fair. This just wasn't fair. She looked and saw the governor's dead corpse on the ground and spit on it. She walked through the gates and looked for any sign of the living. A walker came towards her and she cut its head off. She kept looking, but still could find any one. She then saw a trail through the woods, on the other side of where Eve was taken over and probably killed. She started to cry again and decided to follow the trail. She had spent enough time with Daryl to know how to track and she could see the footprints in the mud. They looked like a man's shoe and a child's shoe. She muttered to herself, "Rick and Carl." She immediately followed the trail as fast as she could.
Eve had spent the night in the tree just to make sure that the herd had passed completely. She had been up the entire night trying to stay as silent as possible. Once the sun came up she knew she needed water and more ammunition at best so she decided to go back to the prison. She didn't know what to expect when she got there, and she knew that she probably wouldn't find anyone, but she hoped. When she got back she scoped the entire yard and prison for survivors. She didn't find any, just the dead bodies of the people from the governor, the governor himself, walkers, and lastly…Judith's empty car seat. She sank down to the ground and held the little seat while she wept. She sat there for hours, holding that seat and crying. She had no will to get up and fight. She started to fade and she knew if she didn't get some water soon she would pass out. She finally forced herself up and staggered into Cell Block A, her old home not even 24 hours ago. She walked into the silent prison and went to her cell. She grabbed her pack and stuffed clothes into it, including a blanket and bottles of water that she kept in her cell. She downed one bottle right away and went to the kitchen. She grabbed some non-perishable food items and more water and stuffed it into her bag. She searched for ammo, and found many boxes of bullets and took those too. She knew she had to leave soon, it would get dark and she didn't need to be there alone when it did. As she walked out, she tried not to look at the other cells with her friend's belongings in them. She saw a picture face down on the floor and she picked it up. It was a picture of Rick, Carl and Lori, Rick's deceased wife. She remembered that Carl had gotten it when they went on the trip for the weapons. She wiped some tears and stuffed it into her bag.
Eve got out into the yard and tried to start up some of the cars. She had learned from her little brother, who was in and out of jail most of his life, to hotwire a car. She tried her best, but it didn't seem to be working. She hit the hood of the car in frustration and heard a noise coming from behind her. She turned swiftly and put her machete in the head of a female walker. She tried again with the car, but nothing was working, she was going to have to go along on foot. She turned and took a last look at the place that she thought was going to be her home forever. She felt tears fall again, but swiftly wiped them away and went back into the woods.