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I gasped. "Rick, walkie'm back!" "Hang on." "Hey, you alive in there?" the guy said. Rick rushed for the talkie. "Hello? Hello!" "There you are. You had me wondering." "Where are you? Outside? Can you see me right now?" "Yeah, I can see you. Your surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news." "Theres good news?" "No."
"Listen, whoever you are, I don't mind telling you I'm a little concerned in here."
"Oh, man. You should see it from over here, you'd be having a major freak out." "Got any advice for me?" "Yeah….. I'd say make a run for it." "That's it? Make a run for it?"
"It's not as dumb as it sounds. There's one of those geeks up on the tank, but the others are down there with their feeding friends eating a horse that went down. You with me so far?" "So far." "Okay, the street on the other side of the town is less crowded. If you move now while they're distracted you stand a chance. Got ammo?"
"In that duffel bag I dropped out there, and guns, can I get to it?" "Forget the bag. Okay, it's not an option. What do you have on you?" "Hang on." Rick and both hurried, looking for ammo, or anything. I found a beretta. "Rick, look!" He took it from me. "Yeah, yeah." he reached for the talkie. "I got a beretta, with one clip. Fifteen rounds." "Make em count. Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going that direction. Theres an ally up the street maybe fifty yards. Be there." "Hey, what's your name?" "Have you been listening? Your running out of time!" "Let's go Rick, now!" I hollered. He grabbed a shovel, and his gun. I still had my gun, and my knife. "Ya ready?" I asked. He nodded, sweat rolling. We jumped out, and Rick hit the walker so we could run. Rick jumped but fell the wrong way. He hurt bad. "Rick!" I said, still standin on the tank. He got up and reached for me, I jumped in his arms. He shot at some walkers in our way and we ran. We ran to the corner and Rick almost shot this asian kid. "NO! C'mon c'mon!" the kid said. We followed him but Rick kept shootin' at walkers. "Rick, stop! Yer' gon' draw more!" I yelled at him. "Faster! C'mon, c'mon!" the kid said. We reached a ladder where the kid started to climb up. I climbed after him. Rick continued to shoot at walkers. "What are you doing, come on!" the kid screamed at him. "Rick, now!" I screamed, as he almost got nulled on by walkers. We reached a balcony where we stopped to catch out breath. "Nice moves there Clint Eastwood, you the new sheriff? Came riding in to clean up the town?" the kid said sarcastically through breaths. "Wasn't my intention." Rick defended. "Yeah, whatever, yeehaw. You're still a dumbass." Rick introduced himself. "Rick. Thanks." He reached to shake his hand. "Glenn. Your welcome." he shaked back and then looked at me. "Who the hell are you?" My body shook with fear. I was about to have a panic attack. See, I have a history of depression, bipolar, and anxiety that I take Lexapro for. I was runnin' outta pills. "That's Bellefaire." Rick said for me. "Belle, you okay?" he asked. I shook my head. "I'm fine…" Just then, the walkers started to climb. "Oh no." Glenn moaned. We looked up. More climbing. There was a latter goin' to the roof. "Bright side...It'll be the fall that kills us. I'm a class A fall kinda guy." Glenn said smart assed. I like him. We climbed to the roof and looked around at the streets below. "You the one that barracaded the alley?" Rick asked Glenn. "Somebody did. I guess when the city got over run. Whoever did it wasn't thinking about how many geeks could get through." "Thank you for stickin' your neck out for us." Rick said as Glenn opened up a door way leading into the building from the roof. "Call it foolish, naive, hope, that if i'm ever that far off shit creek, somebody might do the same for me. Guess I'm even a bigger dumbass then you." He looked up at me smiling. I smiled back. We started climing down the steps. We started running for the next door once we got into the building. When we opened it up we ran as Glenn walkied to his friends. "I'm back, got some guests. There's four geeks in the alley." The walkers started coming to us. "Fuck!" I said. Just then, two people dressed in black with helments and baseball bats came out and took out the walkers. "Lets go" they said to us, as they lead us into the store department next door. I sighed with relief, but then this blonde bitch came over to Rick and held him at gun point. "Son of bitch! I'm gonna kill you!" I widened my eyes and pulled out my gun and held it at her. "Hey! Back off!" Some guy undressed from his uniform and said "just chill out Andrea, back off!" Another black woman with short hair undressed and said "C'mon, ease up." "Ease up! You gotta be kidding me right? Were dead because of this stupid asshole." "Watch your mouth bitch, and fuckin' put that God damn gun down!" I hollered. The guy came over and got in Andrea's face. "Andrea! I said back. The hell. Off." But she didn't. "Well? pull the trigger!" the guy said. Andrea put the gun down and broke down. "Were dead. All of us. Because of you." she shook her head crying. I put my pistol back on saftey and put it back in my belt. "I don't understand." Rick said, upset. The mexican guy grabbed Rick by the arm, "look, we came in the city to gather supplies." he went on taking him to the next room, we all followed. "You know where the geeks got us beat? Supplies. You know the key to surviving? Sneaking in and out. My point, NOT shootin up the street like some dickhead." The black guy said "every geek for miles around heard you poppin' off rounds." We looked out the glass doors. Walkers were tryin' to get in. "You just rang their dinner bell." Andrea said. "Get the picture now?" The guy said. "Hey man. Watch it," I said pissed off. "were new to this shit. He didn't know." A walker started hitting the glass with a brick. "Shit, time to go." the black woman said. Andrea looked to Rick. "What the hell were you doin' out there anyway?" "Tryin' to find a helicopter." he defended. "A helicopter! Man that's crap man, their ain't no damn helicopter!" the black guy said. "You were chasin' a hallucination and imaginin' things that happened." the black woman said. "I saw it!" he said angered. "He ain't shittin, guys. I was there." I said. The mexican man looked to the black guy. "Hey, T-dog. Try the CB. Can you contact the others?" "Others? The refugee center?" Rick asked. "Yeah, the refugee center. They got bisquits waitin' in the oven for us." The black woman said. "Hey lady, were just lookin' for answers." I defended. "No signal. Maybe the roof!" T-dog said. Just then, we all heard a gun shot go off from the roof. Andrea sighed. "Tell me that was Dixon!" "What the hell is he doing!" he mexican shouted. We ran for the stairs. "C'mon, lets go!" Glenn yelled, takin' my arm. We ran up the series of stairs to the roof and found 'Dixon' shootin' at walkers in the street.
We slammed open the door and the mexican yelled "Hey Dixon! Are you crazy!" "Heeeeeey! Ya oughta be more polite to a man with a gun! Huh!?" Dixon hollered, jumpin off to the roof floor. Great… He reminds me of Alex. "Order of common sense." he said.
T-dog got up in his face, "your wastin' bullets we don't even got man! Man you give em' the gun! Now we got walkers on our ass, man just chill!" "Hey! It's bad enough I got this job fender up my ass all day, you think I'm gonna take orders from you?! I don't think so, bro. That'll be the day." "That'll be the day? Yo got summin' you wanna tell me?!" "Hey, T-dog just leave it-" the mexican started but "No!" "It ain't worth it! Now Merle, just relax, okay? We got enough trouble. "
"You wanna know the day?" Merle said to T-dog. "Yeah!" "I'll tell ya the day, Mr. Yo. It's the day a take orders from a nigger." T-dog lost it. "Mothafucka!" he punched him, but Merle hitted him with the butt of the gun. "HEY!" I screamed. I pulled out my gun. "Hey, c'mon that's enough!" Rick said goin' after Merle. But Merle punched him, throwing to the ground. "Rick!" I yelled, going to his aide.
Merle continued to beat T-dogs ass. "Get off him!" Andrea yelled. "Cut it out!" the mexican guy yelled. I helped Rick up. Merle was gon' kill T-dog if some body didn't stop him. The mexcican guy tried to get Merle off him, but Merle punched him in the stomach. Merle pulled out a pistol and held it in T-dogs face. "No no no! Please, please." Andrea pleaded. I gasped. Merle hocked a loogie onto T-dog. He then rubbed it into his shirt. "Oh yeah!" he said. "Alright! We gon' have ourselves a little pow wow." he started, getting up from him. "Huh! Talk about, who's charge! I vote me!" he yelled. Glenn, Andrea and the black woman and me helped drag T-dog away from Merle. "Anybody else!? Huh!? Markers some time ya'll. Show of hands, huh!? All in favor?" he said, being the worlds biggest dick. The mexican guy raised his hand. "oh, come on." Andrea said. I widened my eyes. "Seriously!?" "Let's see'm! All in favor!" he continued. Glenn raised his and the black woman flipped him off. I did the same when he looked at me and said "what about you, sugar titted blonde hair babe?" he laughed. "Yeah, that's goood." Andrea then raised hers. "Yeah, that means I'm the boss right? Yeah? Anybody else? Hmm? Anybody?" he asked. Rick came up behind him. "Yeah!" right when Merle turned around Rick butted him with the gun, knocking him to the ground. He then handcuffed his hand to the roof. He got in his face. "Who the hell are you man!?" Merle asked. "Officer Friendly." he replied, grabbing his gun from him. "Look here, Merle. Things are different now. There are no niggers anymore. No dumb ass shit imbred, white trash fools either! Only dark meat...And white meat. That's us, and the dead. We survive this by pulling together! Not apart." Merle looked to Rick and grinned. "Screw you, man." Rick sighed. "I can see you make a habit of missin' a point." "Yeah, well, screw you twice."
Rick got irrated and put his gun to his head. "You might wanna be polite to a man with a gun. Only common sense." Merle grinned again. "You wouldn't. Your a cop." Rick released the gun. "All I am anymore, is a man lookin' for his wife. And son. Anyone that gets in the way of that's gonna lose. I'll give you a moment to think about that."
Rick searched Merles front pockets only to find cocaine. He grabbed it, and looked at his nose. He then flicked his nose and said "ya got some on your nose there." "What are ya gonna do, arrest me?" Merle laughed. But Rick through it off the roof. "Hey! What are you doin' man that's my stuff! Hey, God damn it! If I get loose you better pray! You hear me, pig! You hear me! You filthy pig!" I laughed. Rick went to the side of the roof. He hurt his hand. "Yeah, I hear your voice." he mumbled. I went over to him. "You okay?" He nodded. The mexican came over to us. "Your not Atlanta P.D. Where you from?" "Up the road aways." Rick commented. The mexican chuckled. "Well, Officer Friendly, from up the road aways. Welcome to the big city." he said. We took a moment and looked at the walkers in the streets. Andrea said "God it's like Times Square down there." "How's that signal?" the mexican asked T-dog. "Like Dixons brain. Weak." Merle flipped him off. I laughed. "Keep trying." Rick said. "Why? There's nothing you can do. Not a damn thing." Andrea said, and walked off. "Hey, he's trying here, okay?" I said. She just rolled her eyes.
"Got some people outside the city is all. There's no refugee center. That's a pipe dream." the mexican explained to me. "Were the reason were up here. It looks like it's up to us to get us out." Rick said to me. I nodded. "Good luck with that. These streets ain't safe." Merle commented. He then looked to me and Andrea. "Hey blondie number one and blondie number two! Ain't that right sugar tits?" We ignored him, but he kept going. "Hey, hunni buns. Whudda'ya say you get me out of these cuffs, we go off somewhere and have a little… twosome fun? Gonna die anyways." I looked at him in disgust. Andrea said 'I'd rather." "Nothin' much. Figured as much." he said. I rolled my eyes. "The streets aint safe. Now that's an understatment." The mexican commented again.
"What about under, the streets? The sewers?" Rick suggested.
A light bulb went off. "Oh, man! Hey Glenn. Check the alley. Ya see any metal covers?" Glenn ran to the side of the building and looked. "No. They must be all out on the street where the geeks are." The black woman shook her head. "Maybe not. Old buildin' like this built in the twenties. Structures often had drain tunnels into the sewers in case of flood. Down in southern buissness." "How you know that?" Glenn asked. "It's my job. Was. I worked in the cities water office." We all went back into the building and looked down for the pipe lines. We found them, thanks to Glenn.
"This is it?" the mexican asked. "You sure?" "I've already scoped this place out last time I was here. It's the only thing in the building that goes down. But...I've never gone down it. Who'd want to right?" Glenn said. For some reason, we all looked at Glenn. He looked up. "Oh...Great." "We'll be right behind you." Andrea comforted. "No, you won't. Not you." "Why not me?" she argued. "Think I can't?" He shook his head. "Speak your mind." Rick assured him. "Look, until now, I always came here by myself. In and out, grab a few things, no problem. First time a bring a group, everything goes to hell. No offense. You want me to go down the stomach hole, fine. But only if we do it my way. It's tight down there. If I run into something, and I gotta turn around quick, I don't want to turn around and you get me killed. I'll take one person." Rick nodded his head. "Not you either." Glenn said. "You got the most gun, and I've seen you shoot. I'd feel better if you were out in that store watching those doors, covering our ass." Rick looked at me and Andrea. "You guys got the only other guns, so you should go with him." I nodded. He pointed to the mexican guy. "You be my wingman. Jackie stays here. Something happens, yell down to us, get us back here in a hurry." "Okay." Jackie said. "Okay." Rick started. "Everybody knows their job." He patted Glenns back. Glenn and the mexican started to go down the ladder. "Be safe, Glenn." I softly said. He was rather growin' on me. "I will." he smiled. Me, Rick and Andrea went back out to the store room. Lookin' out. "Sorry for the gun in your face." Andrea said to Rick. "People do things when they're afraid." he said nicely. "Not that it wasn't entirely unjustified." she said. "You did get us into this." "If I get us out will that make up for it?" She looked at Rick. "No. But it's start." "Next time though, take the saftey off. It won't shoot other wise." She looked down. "Oh…" "Is that your gun?" "It was a gift, why?" He took it from Andrea and showed her how to use it. "That red dot means it's ready to fire. You may have an occaction to use it." She nodded. "Good to know." I looked to Andrea as Rick walked off. "And I'm….Sorry for cussin' you out...Andrea." She half smiled. "Thanks… I'm sorry too…" "It's okay." I smiled.
"How old are you?" "Seventeen."
"Your parents?" I looked down. "I came here with Rick thinking they'd be here." "I'm sorry… I know how you feel…?"
"Bellefaire. Belle for short." I said nicely. She nodded. She looked down at a mermaid necklace and smiled. Rick came over. "See something you like?" "Not me...But. I know someone who would." She looked at Rick and me. "My sister. She's still such a kid in some ways. Unicorns, dragons… She's into all that stuff. But mermaids. They rule. She loves mermaids." I smiled. "Why not take it?" Rick asked. "There's a cop staring at me. Would it be considered stealing?" she smiled.
He chuckled. "Don't think those rules apply anymore. Do you?" She smiled and took the necklace, putting it in her pocket. Just then, the glass to the doors broke. Glenn and the mesican had just gotten back. "What'd you find down there?" Rick asked. "Not a way out." "We need to find a way." Andrea said. "Soon!" We all went back to the roof. "That construction site, those trucks. They always keep keys on hand." Rick said to us. The mexican shook his head. "We'll never make it past the walkers." Rick looked at Glenn. "You got me out of that tank." "Yeah, but they were feeding. They were distracted." "Can we distract them again?" "Right! Listen to'm. He's on to something." Merle commented. "Like Gods gospel!" "God, give it a rest!" Jackie scolded. "They're drawn by sound, right?" Rick asked. "Right. Like dogs, they hear a sound, they come." Glenn said. "What else?" Rick asked. "Aside from they hear you? They see you? Smell you? If they catch you, they eat'chu." The mexican said, smartassed. "They can tell us by smell?" Rick asked. "Can't you!?" Glenn asked.
"They smell dead, we don't. It's pretty distinct." Andrea commented. Rick came up with an idea. We went back downstairs. We all grabbed gloves. "I've came up with bad ideas, but this will take the gold." Glenn commented.
"He's right. Just stop, okay?" The mexican said to Rick. "Take some time to think this through." "How much time? They already got through one set of doors, and that glass won't hold forever." He through Glenn an overcoat. Rick and the mexican went outside and grabbed a put down walker, and dragged it inside. We all put gloves, and masks, and overcoats on. Rick broke open a saftey axe and got it out.
Rick went to hit the body with the axe, but refused. He put down the axe and got on his hands and knees, kneeling towards the walker. He went for his wallet, and pulled out his ID. "Wayne Dunnlap. Georgia licsense. Born 1979." He handed the card to Glenn. "He had twenty eight dollars in his pocket when he died. And a picture of a pretty girl….With love, from Rachel." he went, reading the picture. "He used to be like us. Worryin' bout' bills… Or the rain...Or the superbowl… If I ever find my family, I'm gonna tell them about Wayne." I teared up. I admired Rick so much. Rick got up, and got ready to start choppin'. "One more thing…" Glenn said. "He's an organ donor." I perked my lips, tryin' not to laugh. Rick started choppin up the dead body. We all started grunted and moaning. Glenn put his hands on his head. "God…" I hugged him. "Don't look hunny." Rick got this shits of it and handed his helmet and axe over to the mexican. "You chop it." Glenn bent down…"I'm so gonna…" "Later." Rick said. After the guy was done choppin, Rick asked "Does everyone have gloves? Don't get any on your skin, or in your eyes." We all bent down and started grabbin' the guts from the guy. It was so gross… I felt nauseous. We started rubbin' it on Glenn and Rick. "Oh God..Oh this is bad. It's really bad." Glenn moaned. He wudn't taken it so well. "Think about somethin' else. Puppies and kittens." Rick said. "Dead puppies and kittens." T-dog commented. Glenn puked. "That is just evil, what is wrong with you!?" Andrea said. "T-dog! Seriously!?" I scolded. "Next time cracka beat his ass!" Jackie scolded, giving T-dog dirty looks. "I'm sorry, love." T-dog said to her. Rick stood up. "Do we smell like them?" "Oh yea." Andrea said. "Glenn… Just in case." Andrea put her gun in Glenns belt. "We make it back, be ready." Rick said. "What about Merle Dixon?" T-dog asked. Rick reached for his key and gave it to T-dog. "Give me the axe." Rick said to the mexican. He gave the axe to him and Rick started choppin' the dead body again. "We need more guts." Everyone moaned. After he was done I went over to Rick. "Please let me come with you." I begged. "No, Bellefaire. These people need someone with a gun. I'll make it back." I sobbed but left them go. We left them out the door and headed for the rooftop to watch them. It seemed to be working. "Hey, what's happenin, man!?" Merle hollered. "Hey T-dog, turn on that CB." The guy said. "Hey, c'mon talk to me ya'll!" Merle exclaimed. "Hey anybody, this is T-dog, anybody hear me? Can anybody out there hear me?" T-dog radioed.
"There!" the guy said, pointing to Glenn and Rick. Just then dark clouds started rollin' in. "It would.." I mumbled. "That asshole on the street with the handcuff keys?" Merle hollered. T-dog swang the keys infront of him.
Merle grunted. About fifteen minutes later, it started pouring. The walkers started smelling Glenn and Rick. "Shit!" I said. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" The mexican said. They were so close to the trucks. They had just made it over the gate. "Yes!" I said. They got in the truck and started driving the oppistite direction. "They're leaving us!" Andrea said. "What? Where they going?" He said. "No, no!" Andrea cried. I lost all hope. I sat down and cried into my knees. "Come back". I cried. Just then I heard some strange car alarm and then, "C'mon, lets go, let's go!" the mexican said. I jerked up and looked. They were on their way back. "You can't leave me here! Hey man! Come on!" Merle hollered. I was already half way down the steps. We made it into the store where the glass was breaking. We went to the garage and all grabbed ahold of the chain to open it. "Sh…" the guy said.
"What is that?" Andrea asked. "It's car alarms...Probably to distract the walkers." I explained through tears.
Just then we heard the truck. "It's time, come on!" Then we heard a knock on the garage door. "Lets go!" Andrea yelled.
We opened up the garage door and loaded into the truck. I got into the front seat with Rick. Rick took off as walkers were about to get the others in the back. They shut the door. "Oh my God…" I sobbed. "I thought you wouldn't come." "I told you I would." He smiled.
Rick looked back. Everyone looked back to T-dog waiting for an answer as to why Dixon wudn't with us. "I dropped the damn key." he said. I widened my eyes. "Where's Glenn?!" Andrea panicked. Just then we heard the car alarms again and then saw Glenn pass us in a sweet car. I chuckled through tears.