"I think I know a way out."
Anya's thoughts were cut short as she shot her attention over to Jacqui, her blue eyes watching in interest. If she had a way out of here that was safer, then maybe there would be too much of a risk to get out. Despite the fact that there were already walkers banging down the doors downstairs. As Jacqui explained that she knew the sewer system and knew the way down, Anya realized where she was going with this. They would have to have a couple of people go down into the sewer to scout the area before sending the entire group.
Everyone was assigned a role. T-Dog and Anya would stay up on the roof and watch over Merle just in case he tried to do anything stupid while Morales and Glenn would go through the sewers to see if they had or could do anything. Andrea and Rick would keep a watch on the doors downstairs while the others waited for Glenn and Morales to get back up.
The others went to their positions as Anya plopped down on the roof beside of Merle. They didn't speak for a good minute before he started laughing. Anya furrowed her eyebrows and turned to him, her eyes sort of widening a bit.
"What the hell are you laughing at, jackass?" she hissed at her eldest brother and he laughed a little bit more before answering.
"You're always the smart one sis. Daryl's the hunter, I'm the addict, and you're the genius. Look at our fucked up family!" he cackled as Anya rolled her eyes before slouching against the pipe.
"So that means he's alive then," she stated with a blank face and no expression to her voice.
"Yes, he is. Maybe you'll see 'em after the huntin' trip," Merle shrugged and she nodded.
"Of course, that is, if we get out of this city."
"Right."
The silence engulfed them again while T-Dog watched them in disbelief. He had no idea how they could act so casual after Anya had held a gun to Merle's head, and Merle had tackled Anya. He chuckled to himself, grabbing the attention of both of the Dixons.
"What is it T-Dog?" Anya asked, tilting her head ever-so-slightly to the left. He waited a moment before answering anyways.
"I don't understand. After attacking each other you two act like you're best friends," he shook his head in disbelief. "You're a weird group."
"Wait until you see the entire group together," Anya snickered to herself and anyone that would listen. "Just wait…" The silence came again, this time not being broke until Glenn and the others rushed up the stairs to see them just sitting in silence.
"There's no way we'll get out through the sewers. Is there any other thing we could possibly do?" Glenn gasped for air, as though he had been running. Anya could have guessed, since they went into a dark and dingy hole and probably got chased by a walker or two. Of course, she probably wouldn't actually ask him. Probably.
"Well… I have an idea."
"God, Anya," Glenn coughed, about to throw up from the smell of death that engulfed the room. The stench Anya could handle. She had messed a bit with dead things before, but it was the sliminess of the blood and the guts that seemed to mess with her a bit. "Couldn't you have gone with a slightly less gross solution?"
"Whatever gets us out of here alive," she snickered, and then ended up having a coughing fit yet again as she rubbing more of the blood on her coat and then asked if she seemed well enough covered. Whenever they were all done, after a lot of coughing and Glenn puking once, Anya, Rick, and Glenn were sent out into the horde, into what seemed like their imminent death.
On the rooftop, Merle scowled at the sun, it beating down on his thinning head and seemingly burning it. As the doors opened, the others came through. He maneuvered to see where his sister was, only to see that she wasn't there. He seemed to go into a rage and looked at the closest person to him: Andrea.
"Hey blondie, where's my sister?" he ordered an answer.
"She's out in the horde, getting us the hell out of here," Andrea answered, taking the binoculars from T-Dog so she could see through them. At first, she couldn't tell which one was which. Then she saw Anya's hair.
"Holy shit! She's a god damn idiot! What if she dies?" Merle began freaking out for his sister's wellbeing. The rest of them began to listen to his endless cries of hoping that Anya got out of there alright and the fact that he didn't care about the others, just her.
Back down with Anya, Rick, and Glenn, a storm thundered overhead. Anya looked quickly over at Rick and Glenn, only to find them doing the same thing. They were almost there, almost at the boxvan and almost at the key box. Then there was the first drop of rain, running down Anya's face and washing off a lot of the blood. Then more and more, until the walkers began to notice. They were sniffing them more and more, until finally one of them lunged at Anya. She took her butterfly knife and stabbed it straight in the head before they had to run. They pushed past walkers, Glenn and Anya going for the Dodge Challenger. They hopped a fence or two, pushing past walkers and killing a few on the way too. When they finally got into the car, the alarms started blaring.
"Holy shit!" she yelled in surprise as they began speeding down the road, luring walkers away from the front of the store further away. "This is awesome!"
"And scary," Glenn laughed with her, them looking at each other in surprise for a moment before eventually they lured enough walkers away.
"Is there any way to turn that damn alarm off?"
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