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"𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐘," The young girl's eyes fluttered open, and she looked around the room. She had warm blankets wrapped around her, along with her father's arm. "Hey, wake up."
It felt weird, being underneath warm blankets and having air conditioning. It was all the stuff she used to have.
Events replayed from last night, and she let out a small sigh. She sat up, rubbing her eyes with the backs of her hand.
She looked around the room. Carl was no longer asleep on the couch, and Lori wasn't on the cot. She must've slept in...again.
Rick looked rough, he was hungover after all. His head was pounding. He barely slept last night, being up with Casey, worried for his daughter. Even Lori as well, she was crying when he got into bed with her.
What also looked rough was his child's hair. He blew out a puff of hair, standing up. His hands snuck beneath her arms, and he pulled her onto her feet. "Morning," She mumbled miserably.
"Morning," He pulled a hair tie off of his wrist, he usually kept them for his girls, Lori and Casey. He carefully pulled her hair up, he knew she wouldn't want to go down there embarrassed since her hair was a mess.
"Please don't make it bad." She begged, putting a small grin on Rick's face.
"I'm not, Baby. Just hold still." He put it in a very messy bun, but it was better than before. Kinda...
"Ready?"
"Uh-huh."
She took his hand, and the two walked down to breakfast.
They were greeted by many people. Not everyone was down there, though. The smell of bacon filled the room, and T-Dog was walking around with a pan of eggs. Casey didn't like eggs that much, she did like bacon, though.
Carl had a grin on his face as Rick and Casey sat down at the tables "Are you hungover?" He questioned, Casey looked at her father confused with what hungover meant. "Mom said you'd be."
"Mom is right." He confirmed, looking at Lori.
She was picking at her bacon, breaking it down before she ate it. "Mom has that annoying habit." She joked it was true.
"What does hangover mean?" Casey asked with her legs swinging off the chair.
"Well, Daddy had a lot of alcohol yesterday, so, he's a bit sick right now. Hangovers are when you drink too much alcohol." Lori stated, staring at her husband who had a slight grin on his face. "And judging how by what he did to your hair I would say he's very hung over." Casey glared at Rick, annoyed and embarrassed by what he did.
"You said you wouldn't do it bad." He smiled a little bit, rubbing her back.
"Eggs. Powdered, but I do 'em good." T-Dog's voice rang. Glenn was groaning and Casey looked over at him. Jacqui was comforting, massaging his shoulders for some reason.
"I think Glenn is hungover too." She giggled.
"I bet you can't tell," T-Dog told everyone walking them over to Glenn. "Protein helps the hangover." He teased Glenn, scooping eggs onto his plate.
Rick had a bottle of painkillers in his hand. He held it up to Lori, his eyebrows furrowed. "Where'd all this come from?" He asked, trying to open it.
"Jenner." She answered shortly.
"Could you help me, please?" He asked, handing it to her.
"He thought we could use it,"
"Thank you," Dad said to her, mom glanced at Glenn, who had Jacqui rubbing his back.
"Some of us at least." She joked again.
"Don't ever, ever, ever, let me drink again." Glenn's voice was raspy, and he sounded sick. Which, he was, kind of.
"And I heard Miss Casey here isn't a fan of eggs, huh?" T-Dog asked, putting a plate of bacon in front of her.
"Nope, eggs are nasty." She told him, grabbing a slice of bacon off the plate.
Shane walked into the kitchen. Lori sunk into her chair, taking a sip from her coffee mug. He walked by the Grimes family, squeezing Casey's shoulder. Lori didn't like that. She knew Shane wouldn't dare to hurt Casey, well, she hoped he wouldn't. But, after the events last night, she didn't want him around her kids. Especially not her daughter...
"Hey." Rick greeted as Shane walked over to grab breakfast and a cup of coffee.
"You feel as bad as I do?" Rick asked him in a joking way.
"Worse."
Lori dropped her bacon, tossing it onto the plate. "What the hell happened to you? Your neck?" T-Dog asked curiously. He sat down across from Lori.
"Must've done it in my sleep." He glared at Lori making her feel very uneasy.
"Never see you do that before," Rick stated, slightly skeptical of him.
"Me neither. Not like me at all." He said still glaring at the woman.
"Morning," A monotone Jenner greeted walking into the room. Casey took a sip of her juice and put it down.
Before Jenner could do anything, grab a plate or a cup of coffee, questions came. The first was from Dale. "Doctor, I don't mean to slam you with questions first thing-" Dale started to say, Jenner was now scooping himself some eggs, getting himself a good breakfast as they all sat there.
"But you will anyway." He cut him off.
"We didn't come here for the eggs," Andrea said rudely. Casey looked up at her raising her eyebrows.
That was rude. She thought to herself.
Who was she to talk like that? In her defense, she's missing Amy, but this guy gave them this place to stay in, and she's being a snob to
Jenner turned around to face her, and you could tell he was slightly annoyed in a way. Well, he was. He got his coffee, and breakfast was cut short by him taking them somewhere. Casey pouted since she couldn't finish her bacon, but she was able to bring her juice with her.
They were now in a room with computers and weird lighting. Casey was sitting in a rolling chair, like the ones her teachers have. Or the one at her Dad's work at his office when he takes her.
"Give me a playback of TS-19," Jenner commanded VI.
"Playback of TS-19."
"Few people ever got a chance to see this. Very few," He told them all as everyone gathered around looking at the screen.
A hologram of a brain came up on the screen, catching everyone's attention.
"Is that a brain?" Carl asked, Casey looked over at him, shaking her head.
"No, Carl, it's a foot." She joked, and a few people laughed as Lori looked down at Casey sternly.
Jenner turned to Carl, slightly bending over to look at him. "Yes, an extraordinary one." He smiled at the young boy and girl, giving Casey a freaked-out look. It was a judging look, even. Lori slapped her arm lightly, and she gave the scientist a slight smile. "Not that it matters in the end. Take us in for E.I.V.." He told Vi, who showed more of the brain.
"Enhanced internal view."
Casey didn't know what was going on, but there were a bunch of lights going through the brain. "What are those lights?" Shane asked curiously.
"It's a person's life- experiences, memories. It's everything. Somewhere in all that organic wiring, all those ripples of light are the thing that makes you unique. And human." Jenner educated everyone there. Casey nodded her head, acting as if she understood, but she didn't.
"You don't make sense, ever?" Daryl asked, Casey laughed bringing her knees to her chest.
"Those are synapses, electric impulses in the brain that carry all the messages. They determine everything a person says, does, or thinks from the moment of birth to the moment of death." Jenner told them, well, Daryl.
"Death? That's what this is, a vigil?" Rick asked, walking towards Jenner.
"Yes, or rather the playback of the vigil." Casey started spinning around in the chair, growing slightly bored of everything. She kinda just wanted to go into the rec room or something and play board games. Maybe make bracelets or something.
"This person died? Who?" Andrea asked, stepping next to Rick.
"Text Subject 19. Someone who was bitten and infected...and volunteered to have us record the process. VI, scan forward to the first event."
"Scanning to the first event."
The computer beeped more, and then the brain showed black. It kept going down and down, and it kept spreading around it.
"What is that?" Glenn asked.
"It invades the brain like meningitis. The adrenal glands hemorrhage, the brain goes into shutdown, and then the major organs." He answered, Casey furrowed her eyebrows. He was speaking gibberish or something. "Then death. Everything you ever were or ever will be...gone."
"Is that what happened to Jim?" Asked the small voice of Sophia.
"Yes," Carol answered everyone started looking guilty. Andrea took a shaky breath, looking away from everyone.
Lori quickly stopped her daughter's spinning, and she pouted again. She crossed her arms across her chest and slumped into her seat.
"She lost somebody two days ago, her sister," Lori told him to fill in what he was missing. To fill in why Andrea was so affected by this. Jenner's face had also changed when he saw Andrea beginning to cry.
He leaned over to Andrea, hovering over her like a creep. "I lost somebody too. I know how devastating it is." As he spoke it was like he had a computer in him just spitting out the words. He paused between every word, and his voice was so blank.
Andrea looked up at him, and he stepped away. "VI to the second event." He told VI.
"Scanning to the second event."
"The Resurrection times vary wildly. We had reports of it happening in as little as three minutes. The longest we heard of was eight hours. In the case did this patient, it was two hours, one minute...seven seconds." He trailed off, small orange lights started glowing as the brain went completely black.
"It restarts the brain?" Lori asked concerned.
"No, just the brain stem. Basically, it gets them up and moving." He explained, Rick stepped forward again still slightly confused.
"But they're not alive?" He asked, Jenner put his arm in the direction of the screen, staring at Rick.
"You tell me."
He shook his head slightly. "It's nothing like before. Most of that brain is dark." He said, staring at the screen.
"Dark, lifeless, dead. The frontal lobe, the neocortex, the human part- that doesn't come back. The you part. Just a shell driven by mindless instinct." Something went through the skull, like a bullet. Casey sat up straight, her eyebrows knitting together out of confusion.
"God. What was that?" Carol asked, Andrea was quick to answer her.
"He shot his patient in the head. Didn't you?" she questioned him, Jenner didn't answer her question. He only walked past all of them, sending another command to VI.
"VI, power down the main screen and workstations." The room darkened a lot, and the screens turned to black.
"Powering down main scared. and workstations."
A low humming sound was heard as each electronic device turned off. Andrea wasn't impressed by how she got no answer, so, she pushed. "You have no idea what it is, do you?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"It could be microbial, viral, parasitic, fungal." He listed off, giving some kind of answer to her question.
"Or the wrath of God?" Jacqui questioned, it sounded more like a conclusion, more importantly, her conclusion.
Casey always wondered if God was real. In her eyes, if he was this amazing guy, why did he let this happen to everyone? It didn't make sense to her...
She had friends who were Catholic and stuff and she'd been to church with them, but she never really paid attention. She kinda just sat in a pew and followed what everyone else did.
"There is that."
"Somebody must know something. Somebody somewhere." Andrea said. Jenner seemed as smart as it gets. Casey didn't think anyone could know shit at this point.
"There are others, right? Other facilities?" asked Carol, her voice was calm and collected unlike Andrea's. She was less...rude?
"There may be some. People like me."
"But you don't know? How could you not know?" Rick asked concerned. Casey bit her nail, looking down.
"Everything went down. Communications, Directions-all of it. I've been in the dark for almost a month." Jenner told him.
"So, it's not just here. There's nothing left anywhere? Nothing? That's what you're really saying, right?" Andrea asked, there was a silence, and they all got our answers.
They really did come here for nothing but eggs and hot water...
"Man, I'm gonna get shitfaced drunk again," Daryl murmured, walking over to a table. He propped his elbows on a machine, putting his head in his hands.
Dale spoke up, his tone of voice calm and kind like usual. "Dr. Jenner, I know this has been taxing for you and I hate to ask one more question, but...that clock- it's counting down. What happens at zero?" he asked, looking at him. Everyone's eyes went to the clock that was at one hour, and it kept going down.
"The basement generators-they run out of fuel," Jenner said simply.
"And then?"
Jenner walked away, giving no answer. "VI, what happens when the power runs out?" Rick asked VI, looking up.
"When the power runs out, facility-wide decontamination will occur."
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𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐊 in her hand as Lori sat behind her, combing through her brown hair. "What did he do?" Lori mumbled, getting the knots out. Casey sat at her legs, rubbing her thumb back and forth on her shark. She also had Rick's jacket on again, the air conditioner was on and she got kinda cold.
Lori put her hair in two French braids after brushing it out. Carol, Carl, and Sophia were also in the room. "I wish I had long hair," Sophia complained to her mother, who slightly chuckled staring at the floor. "And curly hair, like Casey's." Casey looked up, shaking her head.
"No, ya don't, long curly hair sucks. It's always knotted." Her head jerked back as Lori kept weaving her hair. She let out a grunt, gripping her shark so she didn't yelp loudly.
"My Daddy didn't let me grow my hair long." Casey looked up at her and then away. She didn't know how to answer that statement.
"Well, you can surely grow it long, Baby. Don't you worry." Carol pressed a kiss on her head as Casey, Lori, and Carl just sat there in silence.
They were lucky to have the family they had. Rick being a great father, and Lori being a great mother. They had the things they needed, clothes, and food. They had freedom, and they could talk about anything (as long as it was respectful). They could have opinions and they could make choices for themselves.
Sophia and Carol couldn't.
Casey took a deep breath, looking at her brother. He was playing a board game with Sophia and made eye contact with her. He made a face and she did the same thing back at him.
Their dirty looks stopped after the lights went out. Lori was tying the end of her braid when the air conditioner went off.
"Momma? Why'd the air and lights go off?" The little girl questioned as Lori stood up.
She was given no answer and everyone rushed out of the room. Casey was confused by what was going on but she made sure to stay by her mother.
They looked outside the door bewildered as to why the air and lights were out. They saw Jenner walking down the hallway.
"Why is the air off?" Carol asked Jenner, who was walking down slowly. "And the lights in our room?"
"What's going on? Why's everythin' turned off?" asked Daryl, Jenner only answered to him. He also took the bottle of alcohol he had in his hand and took a swig of it.
"Energy use is being prioritized." He was short with them, not that they understood why. He just was. They all knew he was weird, but now he was being extra weird.
"Air isn't a priority? And lights?" Dale asked from the end of the hallway.
"It's not up to me. Zone 5 is shutting itself down." Jenner told everyone as they all followed behind him.
Casey bit her fingernail as they all walked away. She quickly ran to her backpack, putting her blanket in there with her extra clothes. She had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling.
She quickly put it on her back and ran down the hallway. Rick's sheriff's jacket was way too big on her so she was kinda slowed down by it.
She ran into the room where everyone else was, now seeing her Dad, Glenn, Shane, and T-Dog standing on the floor above them. Lori quickly took her hand, pulling her in close.
Daryl had taken the bottle back from Jenner, who was now staring down at the ground. "It was the French." He spoke like a crazy person.
"What?" Andrea asked in confusion.
"They were the last ones to hold out as far as I know. While our people were bolting out the doors and committing suicide in the hallways, they stayed in the labs till the end. They thought they were close to a solution." He said, turning away. He walked up the small amount of stairs to a bunch of buttons.
"What happened?" asked Jacqui
"The same thing that's happening here. No power grid. Ran outta juice. The world runs on fossil fuels. I mean, how stupid is that?" He asked, Shane launched himself up the stairs. He looked angry, beyond that.
"Let me tell you someth-"
Rick grabbed the back of his shirt, tugging him back. "To hell with it, Shane. I don't even care." He turned to all of us. "Lori, grab our things. Everybody, get your stuff. We're getting out of here now!" He shouted, he was clearly irritated and he had the right to be. They were in a death trap here.
Everyone walked towards the door, well that was until an alarm started blaring, and everyone stopped. Casey's hands went to her ears and she looked around, not knowing what was going on.
"30 minutes to decontamination."
"Doc, what's going on here?" Daryl screamed at him, the alarm stopped and Casey looked around.
"Everybody, y'all heard Rick. Get your stuff and let's go! Go now! Go!" Shane ordered everyone went running to the doors, and then they shut.
They were stuck.
"Did he just lock us in? He just locked us in!" Glenn yelled, Carl went running toward Lori and Casey who looked around in a panic.
"You son of a bitch!" Daryl yelled, running at Jenner.
"Shane!" Rick shouted, pointing a finger at the redneck.
"You locked us in here!"
Shane got Jenner away from Daryl, and T-Dog shoved Daryl away. Jenner was clearly uneasy, and it got worse as Fick walked over. "Hey, Jenner, open that door now." He commanded, a look on his face that none of the Grimes didn't think they'd ever seen before.
"There's no point. Everything topside is locked down. The emergency exits are sealed."
"Well, open the damn things," Dale ordered, Jenner spun his chair in his direction.
Jenner pointed a finger at Rick before speaking. "That's not something I control. The computers do. I told you once that front door closed, it wouldn't open again. You heard me say that!" Jenner reminded him, tears filled Casey's eyes as she looked up at Lori.
"It's better this way."
"What is? What happens in 28 minutes?" Rick asked, we heard Jenner typing. He hit his hand on the computer monitor. Casey slightly jumped, never seeing him like that. "What happens in 28 minutes?" He yelled again.
"You know what this place is? We protected the public from very nasty stuff! Weaponized smallpox! Ebola strains that could wipe out half the country! Stuff you don't want getting out! Ever!" Jenner screamed, that was the first time he had any kind of tone. His tone was angry, erratic even. He sat back down in his chair, fixing his tie. "In the event of a catastrophic power failure— in a terrorist attack, for example—H.I.T.s are deployed to prevent any organisms from getting out." He went back to his emotionless voice. He sounded like a robot.
"H.I.T.s?" Rick questioned, stepping closer to him.
"VI, define."
"H.I.Ts—high-impulse thermobaric fuel-air explosives consist of a two-stage aerosol ignition that produces a blast wave of significantly greater power and duration than any other known explosive except nuclear. The vacuum-pressure effect ignited the oxygen between 5,000 and 6,000 degrees and is useful when the greatest loss of life and damage to structures is desired."
Casey furrowed her eyebrows, not knowing what that meant. She stared up at Lori, tears still flowing down her face.
"The air sets on fire, no pain. An end to sorrow, grief...regret. Everything."
Rick rushed to his family, quickly pulling them all in. In case they didn't get out, and he planned on getting out. He wanted to tell them that he loved them. He needed them to know that.
Now Casey, Carl, and Lori all sat near a wall. Casey was in between Carl and Lori, and her head was laid on Carl's shoulder. "Carl?" She asked, her voice wobbly and sad.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry for when I blamed you for putting that hole in the wall when it really was me who did it." She apologized, wiping her eyes on his shoulder. "And for when I made fun of you for tripping down the stairs." She kept going on and on. Carl ended up just wrapping his arms around his sister, and she just laid there still sobbing.
"You should've left well enough alone. It would've been so much easier." Jenner commented he seemed pleased with himself. Pleased that kids were crying like this, and everyone was worried.
"Easier for who?" Jacqui asked in a yell.
"All of you. You know what's out there- a short, brutal life and an agonizing death." He tried to convince them, he looked in the direction of Andrea, asking her a question. "Your-Your sister- w-what was her name?" He asked, trying to make a point out of Amy.
"Amy," Andrea told him, no questions asked. She'd just gone out and said it.
"Amy. You know what this does. You've seen it. Is that really what you want for your wife...your daughter and son too?" Jenner tried to ask, trying to get some kind of empathy from Rick.
Rick bent down in front of him, anger in his eyes and face. "I don't want this." He said in his face. He stepped away, looking at Shane, who was breathing heavily.
"Can't make a dent."
"Those doors are designed to withstand a rocket launcher."
That clearly angered Daryl, because he went running toward him with an axe. "Well, your head ain't!" He shouted everyone pushed him away, yelling at him to back up.
Jenner stood up, looking at my father. "You do want this. Last night you said you knew it was just a matter of time before everybody you loved was dead." Casey looked up at him, her eyebrows furrowed.
Why would he say that?
"What? You really said that? After all your big talk?" Shane asked as Casey shoved her head into Carl's shoulder again. He held her tighter as she let out a few more weeps.
"I had to keep hope alive, didn't I?" He asked, looking at Lori, who was staring up at him. She felt slightly betrayed by him.
"There is no hope. There never was!" Jenner tried to convince him.
Rick turned to look at him, walking towards him. "There's always hope. Maybe it won't be you, maybe not here, but somebody somewhere-"
Andrea cut him off "What part of 'everything is gone' do you not understand?" Andrea questioned, she seemed to be in understanding with Jenner. She agreed that he was the one in the right...
"Listen to your friend, she gets it. This is what takes us down. This is our extinction event." Casey removed herself from Carl, pulling her knees to her chest. She put her head into her arms, wiping her eyes off Rick's jacket.
"This isn't right. You can't just keep us here." Carol cried, the thing was that he could. He controlled whether the doors opened or closed. He could control if they stayed in there or if they could leave.
"One tiny moment- a millisecond. No pain." It was in Jenner's best attempts to try and comfort them, but it was obviously not working.
"My daughter doesn't deserve to die like this." Carol sobbed, Shane ran off, and Casey thought he was trying to get the door opened again.
"Wouldn't it be kinder? More compassionate to just hold your loved ones and wait for the clock to run down?" Jenner asked, everyone looked at him as if the man was crazy, which he was.
Suddenly, a gun clicking was heard. "Shane! No!" Rick yelled, pushing him away.
"No! Stay outta my way!" Shane pushed him and walked over to Jenner "Open that door or Ima blow your head off. Do you hear me?" He screamed, the gun at his chin. Casey's eyes went wide, seeing him like that.
Now she was more scared than before...
Casey didn't get why Shane held him at gunpoint, he wouldn't care. Jenner wanted to die, he didn't want to live.
"Brother, brother, this is not the way you do this. We will never get out of here."Rick tried to get him to cool off. He wanted him to think logically. But Shane was stuck in some kind of trance or something. He didn't listen. He wanted blood...
"Shane, you listen to him," Lori commanded, standing up with her kids behind her.
"It's too late." Jenner's voice was muffled by the gun at his chin.
"If he dies, we all-"
Shane cut him off by letting out a loud scream. Then, he started shooting to shoot. He shit computers, and he turned around shooting the gun.
Shane Walsh was a crazy man...
Casey's eyes went wide again.
Then she got that feeling. The one in her chest, the bad feeling. She grabbed at her shirt, brought it over, and took a deep breath. She squinted her eyes shut, not wanting to watch or listen to any of this.
The gunshots stopped when Rick elbowed Shane in the chest, and he fell to the ground. He held the gun over him, the end facing the other direction, and they both panted.
"You done now? Are you done?" He questioned, panting. He stood above him like a threat.
"Yeah, I guess we all are," Shane muttered walking over to a monitor, then leaning his head on it.
"I think you're lying," Rick said, breathing heavily.
"What?"
"Lying, about no hope. If that were true you'd have bolted with the rest or taken the easy way out. You didn't. You chose the hard path. Why?" He asked him Carl and Casey stood there in Lori's warm embrace.
"It doesn't matter."
"It does matter. It always matters. You stayed when others ran. Why?" Rick asked, he was full of questions, wasn't he? It also seems like Jenner was full of answers.
"Not because I wanted to. I made a promise...to her. My wife." He said, pointing at the screen.
TS-19 was his wife, he shot his wife. "Test Subject 19 was your wife?" Lori asked, it was more like she was telling him, not asking him.
"She begged me to keep going for as long as I could. How could I say no? She was dying. It should've been me on that table. I wouldn't have mattered to anybody. She was a loss to the world. Hell, she ran this place. I just worked here. In our field, she was an Einstein. Me? I'm just... Edwin Jenner. She could've done something about this. Not me." His sentences were interrupted by Daryl trying to break the door down again, which wasn't working.
Rick put a hand out in front of him, he took this as some opportunity to make a big speech like he normally does. "Your wife didn't have a choice. You do. That's-Thats all we want— a choice, a chance." Casey took a deep breath, trying to remember how Lori calmed her down yesterday.
Deep breaths. Through your nose and out your mouth.
"Let us keep trying as long as we can," Lori said, Jenner looked to think. He shook his head, then walked toward a desk.
"I told you, topsides locked down I can't open those." He walked toward somewhere, and then scanned a card. They all heard beeping, and the door went down.
Everyone started sprinting, to get out Casey felt a tug on her hand, it was Lori. "There's your chance. Take it." He told him, Rick nodded.
"I'm grateful."
"The day will come when you won't be."
Rick didn't respond, but Jenner whispered something in his ear, which left Rick shocked or something.
He was taking a while, and Lori handed her kids off to Glenn so she could go get her husband. Glenn, who quickly put his arms around the two kids, shouted. "Hey! We've got four minutes left! Come on!" Lori grabbed Rick by the arm, pulling him away.
Glenn quickly grabbed Casey by the hand as Rick and Lori went running back. They heard T-Dog trying to get Jacqui to leave, but she wouldn't... "Let's go. Let's go, Jacqui let's go!" Casey's head darted over to the married couple, now starting to feel upset that Jacqui didn't want to come.
"No! No! I'm staying! I'm staying, sweetie!" Casey's eyes filled with tears, not wanting Jacqui to leave. They had lost Amy, Jim, and now Jacqui? She didn't really care about Ed, but they lost him too.
"But that's insane!" T yelled at her.
"No, it's completely sane. For the first time in a long time. I'm not ending up like Jim and Amy. There's no time to argue. And no point, not if you want to get out. Just get out. Get out." She pushed him and then placed her hands on his cheeks.
Glenn rushed Casey out and Shane pulled T-Dog out. Dale shouted at them to leave and started running behind Glenn. Was he staying behind? It didn't make sense why he wanted to stay. Same with Jacqui, and Andrea! Why did they want to stay? Why did they want to take the easy way out?
When they got upstairs, nobody couldn't get the doors open. They tried to get the glass to crack, but nothing would work. It was bulletproof, they established that when Shane shot at it. He did it more than once.
"Rick, I have something that might help!" Carol exclaimed, taking something out of her purse. She walked towards my Rick in a rush.
"Carol, I don't think a nail file's gonna do it!" Shane commented, Casey rolled her eyes taking another deep breath.
"Your first morning at camp, when I washed your uniform, I found this in your pocket." She said, taking out a grenade. Casey raised her eyebrows, looking at Shane. He looked shocked.
Glenn put a hand on her back, rushing her away. "Come on, duck." He yelled. The two as well as everyone else got to the floor and got into a ball to protect themselves from the explosions.
"Look out!" Rick screamed, he started to run toward them, and then the glass cracked.
Thank God for Carol...
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a/n:
ok so thank god the cdc is over and szn 1. and im on vacation so im not gonna be as active (IM SORRY)) and yeah. i'm sorry i haven't been super active and stuff im just at the beach trying to relax BAHAHA.
hope everyone enjoyed this. so shit is abt to get real soon.
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