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Chapter 37

I was stumbling darkly through the night forest. Rain was pouring down, soaking me from head to toe. Mud kept appearing, making me slip and fall. I was dirty, and I was running. I didn't know what I was running from.

Then the memories flooded back. I was in a loop. This is where Krishan lay. I stumbled blindly until I found his corpse. He was dead. I knelt down next to his deformed rotting body. The night turned quiet. The rain stopped. The wind ceased to blow. Leaves stopped falling in mid-air. Rain pellets were at a standstill. Time had frozen. I looked around. I seemed to be the only living thing, the only moving thing in my immediate vicinity. It was so… eerily quiet.

A sudden snatch made me tumble backwards. Krishan had grabbed my leg. And he was alive. I shouted, but he put his finger to his lips. I was panting heavily, and my hands were digging into the watery mud.

"Noah, shhhh. Its me." I nodded, trying to steady my breathing.

"What the fuck… you're dead. What's going on?"

"You idiot," he grinned. "You're dreaming, obviously."

"What?" I laughed. ALL these questions just like. Pow right into my head. "How are you… what? How can you talk to me?" He shrugged.

"How am I supposed to know, this is your dream." He stated blandly. "But, I think that you know more than you care to admit, because I am about to tell you stuff you already know." I was taken aback.

"Not sure I follow."

"It's ok. For instance, you can hear that, right?" I turned my head slightly. There was a soft patter of rain, gently falling far away from me.

"Yeah."

"You need to wake up soon. Anyways, ah! Here it is! Listen." I turned my head again. There was a soft whisper of wind, gently blowing. It crescendoed to a big drop, almost a scream, then it was quiet again, just a soft whisper. The patter of the rain grew a little louder, but it was still too far away. Krishan smiled. "If I were you, I would wake up now. Things are about to get hairy. Almost as hairy as me!" He chuckled and stroked his beard.

"What do you mean? How do you know this?"

"No, Noah. You know this. I know you do, and you are wasting time."

"Just tell me how this works!"

"I am a figment in your head Noah. These sounds are what you should be worried about." The wind was gone, but the rain was loud. It grew louder and louder until it was deafening. It was pouring on top of me. What the hell?

Boom! I rocketed up. I was sweating. That was first. Then, the noise. It was so loud. They were banging on my doors and windows. Walkers. They had flooded inside the house. There may have been hundreds. And I was trapped in my room. They could break in any second. Holy shit, holy shit! I leaped out of bed to put on some clothes and get ready. There pounding was getting ever louder. A hinge blew off the door. A rock flew, cracking the glass window. I snatched as much supplies as I could. I hope Clem is doing alright. My thoughts diverted to her as I panicked to grab everything.

Then the door broke. Another hinge popped, and pinged off the window, deepening the crack. I was lucky it was a narrow entrance. My wrist was better, and I had almost full use of it. And for that, I am thankful. I jammed Bor through a walkers skull, then ripped my knife out and stabbed another one. I kicked one back, and slammed another one down with Bor. They were still piling in the room. How the hell did they ever get in here? I questioned as another one bit the carpet. My knife got lodged in one's skull, so I whipped out my pistol and shot four down. Two more fell with two strokes of Bor. Blood flew everywhere, landing on my body and ruining the nice carpet. I was sure that the red that painted my vision now was pure survival, adrenaline. There was no feeling to it. I needed to live. This feeling was something I knew to well, something I will never forget. The pure rush of fighting for your life. But this time, I wasn't going to get caught in the eye. Mom wasn't going to save me from them. I was.

The window shattered behind me, and a few more crawled in from behind me. Oh fuck, why me!? I smashed one's head in with my foot, and jammed Bor through two more skulls. Three more bullets. Two stabs and a swipe. Crunch. They kept coming, though it was a less frequent piling in. There were maybe about thirty still left. The floor was so littered with bodies, I couldn't step anywhere without feeling the give of dead flesh under my feet. Three pushed against me, and I threw them away. I back into a corner, against the wall. I kicked them away, but they kept piling up. I drew my pistol, fired the rest of my bullets. Some dropped, but still more kept coming. I kicked two more back, then reloaded. I had ten bullets left for about twenty five walkers. I didn't care about the noise. I shot until my clip was empty. They were still coming. I leaped on and over the bed. I felt them grab my foot and pull me backwards. I flipped over and jammed Bor through their heads. They still reached for me. Blood was all over the sheets. I felt the squish of organs under my body. The stench alone was just horrific.

I looped around the room. They crawled behind me. I had an opening to get to the door, so, naturally, I raced out of the room. Walkers were coming in still through the hallway. I put them down quickly with some slices and stabs from Bor. Clementine!

"Hey! Over here. Come get me!" The walkers were at her door, but I dragged them away with the sound of fresh meat. They walked through the hallway towards me. A few more walkers were still filtering in through the doors, and I ended them rather quickly. I looked around the room. How could I take the rest of them out? I found a spare clip I left out in the kitchen. I rushed over to it, and reloaded the gun. With nine accurate shots and a jam, I took out as many walkers as possible. The red in my vision had faded quite a bit. Out of the corner of my eye, I had seen the couch. It was empty. There was no blood. Gabe was gone. The red grew back just a bit.

I picked up Bor again. The walker I had lodged my knife into was walking towards me again. I stabbed him first, and tore my knife out. Now, only a few walkers stood before me. My adrenaline rush, my sudden strength and power were now faded. I took the rest of them out with a few swift moves. The adrenaline drained itself from my body. And I was left with the tired husk.

I took in my first real inhale since waking up. The floor was littered with bodies and permanently stained with blood and organs. It smelled completely horrible, like God had diarrhea after eating bad Taco Bell. I pinched my nose. Clementine! My thoughts sprung back into action.

I raced over the many bodies to her room. Her door was locked. No! I rammed into her door. I kicked and kicked until it fell down with a crash. I scanned the room. Her bed… empty. Clementine was gone.

Oh fucking… oh shit. No! I raced back out of the house. "Clementine!" No answer. "Gabe, you son of a bitch!" I yelled again, frantically. No answer, again. I dropped Bor in the house. A few walkers appeared out of the forest, I paid them no attention. I was freaking out. My hands started to shake. I was desperately scanning the area for something, but found nothing. It was like they had just disappeared. Holy fucking shit. You have got to be kidding me. I was all alone.

A glint, a slight change in the reflection off the moon, reflecting off the pouring rain, gave me hope. I saw a line. It looked like someone had dragged their foot in the mud. There were two sets of foot prints. The line ran into the forest.

Holy shit! Was this Clementine telling me something? Was she being held captive by Gabe. Was he taking her away? It makes sense, since he has said that he 'will get her'. That's why he had the walkers. He probably broke in, tied her up and left before the walkers could get in, leaving me to fend for myself against a small herd of them. That fucking cunty bitch pussy fuck- I ran on to swear a lot more in my head. But I needed to focus. It may sound crazy, but it was the most logical hunch I had (at the time). Why else would their be a boot print leading into the forest. The lightning struck in the background. Rain poured. Wind flew by. But I was determined.

Gabe took Clem. And I was going to get her back. I will if it's the last thing I ever do.

I sprinted after the line. It was only three or so minutes of running at top speed I realized I only had my knife on me. It would have to do.

I kept sprinting. I slipped on mud, and pulled myself back up just as quickly. The mud print was getting lighter, but it was all I had as a track. Lighting struck in the distance, temporarily lighting up the path. I ran, stumbling through the darkness, but this time, I was after a trail. I was not wandering aimlessly. I needed to find her.

Then the track abruptly ended. The rain was pouring down over all the mud. I couldn't see any more track. I got down on my hands and knees and tried to feel for anything. Nothing. I inhaled in frustration. God damnit! Lightning struck again, and I was saved, kinda. A few feet in front of the end of the boot print, the lightning illuminated a shoe print. Three of them, heading straight. So I changed my tactic. I ran after those shoe prints. I ran and ran and ran. Eventually, I came across a hill.

"Clementine?!" I called out from the base of the hill. Nothing. I ran up the hill, slipping a bit on mud.

Finally, I reached the top. It was a flat field on the top, a green plateau. Grass and mud collected in piles and puddles. It was about the length and width of a quarter of a football field. And, in the distance, two figures. They were facing me, both of them. One was on their knees. Lightning struck again. I saw Gabe standing above her, looking back at me menacingly. And I saw Clementine, kneeling. She was bound and gagged. She looked firm, but I looked at her eyes. She was scared. I could tell. I stood on the opposite edge of the field. Rain pouring between us, with the bare lighting of the moon to illuminate the field. Rage burned hot inside me. Gabe, you motherfucker.

Ohhhhhhh man! What is going to happen?! Review and comment please, I appreciate it. Love ya'll. See you in the next chapter. Don't hate me for this cliffhanger. :)