Authors Note: Fuck it ima make it in whatever universe I feel like. Y'all a'int helping me. Ugh, I really should be doing my english homework but what ever it's only due tomorrow and I have all night. Whatever it's almost done anyways. I have no life. I should update my blog. Should I make this a lemon or nah. actually no, not gonna do that. That would be awkward, I could probably write one though. I've been to sex ed, I've seen porn and I've used google images with out the safe search on. I still probably won't unless I really feel like it. Or if "Sage" asks me to lol oh god no I shouldn't have put that.
When we first woke up we really didn't notice a difference. I mean we were still in the woods, just not the park.
"Hey, George where are we?" Sage said.
I didn't answer though. I was in what is known as shock. Like seriously what do you expect. The dumbass 4chan thing worked and now we have no fucking clue where we are.
"Georgia! Where the fuck are we? Do you know? Because I don't and you haven't answered me or moved for that matter and I am seriously freaking out right now!" Sage yelled hysterically.
"I have no fucking clue." I half whispered.
We sort of sat there is silence for a couple minutes. It was awkward to say the least, but you know the old saying: If your gonna have a mental breakdown you might as well have it with your best friend. Or is that not a thing. Oh well the point is that we were scared shit-less. Not fun. It became even less fun when we heard a twig snap.
"What the fuck was that?" Sage asked.
"I don't know."
"Well should we go investigate?"
"Fuck no! Have you never seen a horror movie? Don't be that dumb blonde bitch who gets everyone killed, lets get the fuck out of here." I say.
Another twig broke and then we both ran like hell. Well we ran like hell of like five minutes. We've not in the best shape, no that we're over weight or anything it's just that watching netflix is more fun than exercising so yeah. Anyways we stopped running at the edge of a small hill over looking a what appeared to be an abandoned building.
"Hey, it is just me or does that shit hole look familiar?" I asked Sage.
"Yeah, a little actually."
"Should we check it out or should we just keep running from what was probably just a rabbit?"
"Eh. Fuck it lets check it out." Sage said enthusiastically.
We started to walk toward the prison when a gruff voice said, "Don't move. Drop any weapons you have and turn around."
Deciding not to make and "weapon" jokes with this particular person, me and Sage complied and turned around.
"You don't have any weapons?" The man said while making gestures with his crossbow.
If we're being honest right now it took me a second to realize what had happened. Okay not even a second it took me a while to figure how bad we fucked up. I think Sage figured it out right away though, mainly cause she fainted. It really should have been obvious to me. I mean a prison, a dude with a crossbow, Sage fainting. We some how got our dumbasses stuck in The Walking Dead.
Which only made the uncomfortable walk to the prison more strange. In the show before "the group" accepts anyone into their group they ask them some simple questions. How many walker have you killed? How many people have you kill? Why? Really simple questions, (oh and fun fact before I move on with the story, they'er called "walkers" in the walking dead because they live in a universe where the original zombie movies were never made. All though they do say zombie a couple of times in the comic books its not in the same context that we use the word today. Okay author out!) but necessary ones. THe problem was he didn't talk or ask us anything.
We really just answered him about the weapons and said we needed help and he started walking away. So, we followed him. He never said a word while we were walking. It was super creepy.
He finally talked when we got to the prison. He said, "Stay here I need to go talk to someone first before you can go in."
We nodded. Before he left he lead us between the two fences, probably so we wouldn't be eaten by zombies.
"Are you okay Sage? You fainted." I asked.
"I'm not sure, Georgia. Do you really not recognize where we are?" Sage asked.
"It's familiar but I'm not-" Sage cut me off.
"Georgia we are in The Walking Dead! We are going to die before we can drive!" She yelled.
"We can drive, we have our permits." I say
"Those permits aren't worth shit Georgia and everyone knows it!" Sage yelled.
We stand in silence for a while. Until the man, Daryl, came back with someone else.