We ran through some rooms and out the building. As we headed down the stairs Glenn spoke to someone through a walkie talkie.
"I'm back. Got some guests, plus four geeks in the alley." We got closer to the ground and Glenn suddenly stopped. I bumped into Glenn slightly and grabbed a hold onto the back of his shirt so I wouldn't fall, or if he fell I'd at least help a bit. There were walkers in front of us. They started for us and suddenly two figures appeared from a door with bats and started to beat the walkers. "Lets go!" Glenn yelled. I let go of his shirt and we sprinted across where the two figures were hitting the walkers.
Once we were inside the two figures came back and slammed the door shut. Since I was the first one in after Glenn, I was pushed against something by some woman. She pointed her gun to my face.
"Son of a bitch! We ought to kill you two." She shoved the gun in my face. I've never been so scared in my life.
"Just calm-" Rick stepped up, but the lady pointed her gun towards him. She still had a tight grip on my shirt. I looked to Glenn and he looked scared too.
"Just chill out, Andrea. Back off." someone said.
"Yeah, come on. Ease up." another woman spoke.
"Ease up? You're kidding me, right? We're dead because of these assholes." Andrea said. She pointed the gun back towards me and I flinched.
"Andrea, I said back the hell off." a man who beat the walkers, spoke. It was quiet for some time, "Well, pull the trigger." She finally put her gun away from my face and I could breathe again. She looked like she was going to cry.
"We're dead-all of us-because of you two." Andrea looked between Rick and me.
"I don't understand." Rick said.
"Look," a man said with brown curly hair, dragging Rick and I away with the group, "we came into the city to scavenge supplies. You know what the key to scavenging is? Surviving! You know the key to surviving? Sneaking in an out, tiptoeing, not shooting up the streets like its the O.K. Corral." We were in some store that had clothes and supplies in it.
"Every geek for miles around heard you popping off rounds." a black man said. Out side there were tons and tons of walkers hitting the glass trying to get in.
"You just rang the dinner bell." Andrea said.
"Get the picture now?" the man with curly brown hair said. One of the walkers had a rock and was now hitting the glass with it.
"Oh god." We all back away from the doors. "What the hell were you two doing out there anyway?" she asked.
"Trying to flag down the helicopter." Rick replied.
"Helicopter? Man, that's crap." the black man said. "Ain't no damn helicopter."
"You were chasing a hallucination." the black woman said. "You were seeing things. It happens."
"I saw it!" Rick said.
"He's right, I saw and heard it myself." I added.
"Hey, T-dog, try that C.B. can you contact the others?" the man with curly brown hair asked T-dog.
"Others?" I asked.
"The Refugee Center?" asked Rick.
"Yeah, the Refugee Center. They've got biscuits waiting at the oven for us." the black woman replied sarcastically.
"Got no signal. Maybe the roof." T-dog said. Suddenly there was a huge bang from above causing everyone to flinch.
"Oh no. Is that Dixon?" Andrea asked.
"What is that maniac doing?" Everyone except Rick and I started backing away to the other doorway.
"Come on, lets go." Glenn said to us. That might just be his catch phrase. Rick and I followed the group up the many flights of stairs. The banging noise from the gun could be heard clearer and clearer once we got closer. We walked through the door and saw a tall man standing on the edge of the building with a big gun laughing as we all piled out of the store.