Evildemon452

“Alright, just keep your weight off your leg for a few days and it should start feeling better.” Luke says washing his hands. The older gentleman in the chair chuckles. “I never get tired of your British accent”. He says climbing into the wheel chair beside him. Luke snorts. “Well it isn’t going anywhere. If I haven’t lost it in these four years then I never will.” Luke replies turning towards the older man. He nods. “I’ll let you get on, I’m sure you’ve got a lot to do today”. He waves goodbye and rolls out the room on the wheelchair. Luke smiles. Such a muppet, b

Then In a cold and dusty abandoned garage. 12 year old Hannah lays on the hard floor thinking about how she has managed to keep going. She was terrified and paranoid about how the world has drastically changed in such a short time, but what she was so terrified of was the fact that she was alone. Alone in a world where death is around every corner, from either by walker or the crazed survivor. She slowly closes her eyes and falls asleep from sheer exhaustion. She doesn’t even notice the *thump* against the door. The door was the only thing that separated her from a herd of 100+ walkers that crowded the street outside. “Hannah