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Carl's POV
Four walkers burst through the door.
"DON'T SHOOT!" I yelled at The Girl. She groaned as if annoyed.
Two walkers for each of us. Stab and stab. Mine were down. I looked over at The Girl. One of them was down while the other was proving to be a little tougher of a challenge. Stab. It was down.
I heard more walkers enter the house. We wouldn't be able to get out the way we came. There was a window on the opposite wall from the door. Barely big enough for me to get through. I swung at the window with the back of my gun. It broke. I tried to clear away the glass shards as quickly as possible before crawling through the window and onto the greenish-brown grass. I motioned for The Girl to follow me through. Once she was through, we did the most logical thing.
We ran.
We didn't have to run far. My father was in the car that we had picked up and he was parked near the faded blue house. Once he saw us, he started the engine. I knew he saw the girl, and I knew he wasn't going to ask questions until we were someplace safe.
I yanked the door to the car open. "Get in!" I yelled, but she didn't. Instead she looked around with worried and terrified eyes.
"I'm going to have to ask you to get in the car," my father said with his authoritative voice, "Or we're going to have to leave you." I shot him a dirty look.
She turned to me suddenly with the deep dark blue eyes. "Please. One minute."
"What for?" I asked. "Do you see those," I said pointing to the mass amount of walkers headed our way. "They are going to be here and second. We need to leave. Now!"
The Girl did the unexpected. She put her pinkies in her mouth and whistled. Out of no where, a dog came sprinting towards us. It was a chocolate colored dog. A pit bull from what I could see, and it was running fast. It jumped in the car before my father or I could protest and was followed by the girl. I got in and slammed the door shut right as my father stepped on the gas and we shot away.