Chapter 3: 8 years later
It had been 8 years since Omid's death and Christah and I had been surviving together ever since. "Whare are we going to go now Christa"? I asked. She was silent for a moment lost in thought. "We need to go north up to Wellington". she told me as she tried to fix the fire in order to cook our food.
"Is it better there"? I asked. "Well better because of the cold or... so they say". "It has to be".
I said sounding determind. I sat on the log. "I miss Lee". She looked at me with sadness. "I'm sure you do". She walked away trying to find more wood. Once she left I found some things that may burn for the fire. I found a sorta dry log.
So I added it to the fire. As I got it going again I heard some one yelling. So I went to see what was going on.
I saw 5 scavengers holding Christa hostage. I then threw a rock at one the scavenger's face. "Christa run I"! yelled, but one them followed me. I dodged as the man tried to grab me so I pulled a branch off a tree and stabbed him in the arm.
He grabbed on to one of my legs but I heald on to a tree. But he tried to get on top of me. So I rolled him off, and a walker came over and began to eat him.
I running for dear life until a bunch of walkers had appeared. I dodged them as they tried to bite me. As I was running I didn't pay attention. Witch I fell of the edge of the river and was swept away.
I woke up on the shore of the river hours later. I was cold wet and hungary, "could it get any worse" I thought to myself. I saw a platform that was a bit to high for me. So I jumped and climbed up and walked through a forest. I walked for what seemed like hours.
Somthing made a russling noise in the bushes. I slowly walked over to see what it was, and it was a dog! "Hi boy" I sad to the dog. It looked at me then ran over to what used to be a campsite. We searched around for any food.
Minutes had passed and suddenly the dog began to bark. I went to see what it was barking at. But it was just a tied up walker. It was still bairly alive so I smashed it's head with a branch. I saw a nife in the walker's arm and took it.
We had searched everywhere for at least an hour. Then I realised I hadn't checked the garbage can. I rumbaged threw until I felt a heavy can. "Oh my God, thank you". I said in relief. I walked over to a logand sat down. I used the knife to open the can.
Once I had opened the can I had started to eat. Then the dog sat in front of me and whined. "Here you go", I said as I fed the dog food. The dog instantly gobbled up the food I handed to him. Then he knocked over the can and started to eat out of it. "Hey don't eat it all"! I said.
Then the dog bit me once in my side and bit my arm, but wouldn't let go. I punched it a few times, and then kicked it. It tried to bite my neck so had to stab it. At one stab in the neck it was gone. I got up and cried at the fact that I had killed a dog but I had to keep moving.
I saw a big rock so I decided to sleep. Moments later I heard what sounded like walker and I instantly got up. I tried to run, but it was like all the strenghth had been taken out. So I went as fast as could but a walker had jumped over, and tried to bite me.