The gun shot rings in the air, seeming to get louder by the second. It's sure to attract a decent amount of walkers. "We have to get in there! Come on!" I pull on Carl's arm. He seems to be stuck, like he's gone into shock or something. "CARL... now!" I growl.
After a few moments he snaps out of it. "Come on!" Casey insists.
"No Izzy you have to stay here with the kids! Your ribs are injured and we cant leave them here by their selves." Carl demands.
I know he's right. "Fine. I'll protect them. Just go."
Carl has that 'I'm sorry' face as he turns around and Casey and him start to run. I run my fingers through my hair, trying my hardest not to punch something. "W-what's going on?" Melonie is shaking slightly.
"I don't know. Some bad people are here and they're trying to hurt my group," I tell her honestly. "But we'll be okay. I'll keep you safe."
*Carl's point of view*
Once me and Casey are inside the building I am able to see that somewhere there is a fire because smoke is everywhere. I can just barely make out some figure in the distance through the sense smoke. I can also here some walkers. I don't know how they would have gotten in here, but somehow they did, leaving this place like a haunted house maze. You never know what might jump out at you.
Casey pulls out his machete and grab my pocket knife as we make our way through the smoke. I can here people in the distance and that's what I go towards. It might not even be group, but its the only chance I have. Something slams into me, knocking me flat on the concrete ground. "Gah," I gasp.
The man pins my hands on the ground, causing me to drop my knife. I wiggle and move and struggle, but he's too heavy... and I lost Casey in the smoke. I shut my eyes for a moment before taking a deep breath and throw my knee up. Its a low move... I know, but I hurt him enough to get him off of me. I pick up my knife before heading toward the voices again. I cough and I can feel how dry my mouth already is.
Suddenly the man grabs my foot, pulling me to the ground. I just barley catch my head on the corner of a shelve, but the blood immediately streams down the side of my face. "DAMN IT!" I growl. I couldn't see before and now I have a steady flow of blood running down my face over my right eye. I swing my arm around trying to at least injure the man, but after a moment he catches my wrist and pins me down again this time putting one of his knees on my stomach so I cant pull the same move. I see him reach for his back pocket and he pulls out a pretty decent sized hunting knife.
Without saying a word, I can just make out a smile on his face, and I know who these people are... but then he thrusts the knife toward me, right at my neck. I am just barely able to stop it with my hands, but by now the room is spinning and I'm finding it kind of hard to breath. I can feel the strength in my arms slowly giving out as he presses harder and harder. I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel the tip of the blade touch the center of my neck. I'm done. There's nothing I can do. Its over.
*Casey's point of view*
Somewhere back there I lost Carl. I don't know what his group looks like. I don't even know one of their names. So how in the hell are they gonna know that I'm not one of the people trying to hurt them. Exactly... they're not. So there's a pretty high chance that I'm going to get shot. I sigh and keep making my way through the smoke. Just up ahead I see a figure. "Hey!" I whisper. They turn toward me, but right then I know its a walker. I run forward and hit my machete at the base of it's neck and watch as its head flies off.
I run a little faster weaving my way through the shelves and counters. I hear a click of a gun right beside my head, causing me to freeze. "Don't move," a women demands.
"I'm not here to hurt you! I'm trying to help save you guys! I'm with Carl... and Izzy," I tell her.
"Carl," she gasps. "Oh God, where is he?"
"I-I don't know I lost him in the smoke."
"Come on we have to go," she grabs my arm leading me through the smoke. I am finally able to see that she has shorter brown hair, but that's the only thing I can make out in the darkness. "We have to find Glenn and Carl and the others," she explains.
I don't know who Glenn is, but I'm guessing its her boyfriend or brother because she seems pretty determined on finding him. "We-we don't have much time. The smoke... we're gonna die if we don't get out of the smoke!" I demand.
"I'm not leaving without him," she shakes her head. "Go. You go," he tells me.
"No. No I don't think so. I told Carl that I was gonna help and if I just let you go off by yourself on what might be a death mission then I would have let him down. And I cant do that," I shake my head.
She smiles little before jogging off to the right. I follow behind her and up ahead I can here someone coughing hard. "Glenn!" Maggie exclaims.
She helps him up, but he doesn't stop coughing. I put one of his arms over my shoulder and Maggie puts one around he shoulder and we both help him walk as we head for the door leading outside. "Do who was it that screamed?" I ask.
"Oh... that... that was me."
"Because he's dead. They killed him."
"Who? I don't know who he is."
Just then we step outside. Out into the light, The fresh air. I see what looks like most of Carl and Izzy's group. I see Carl lying on the ground in the middle of the group. I stare, my eyes wide.
"Rick," she whispers.
Okay guys! Soooo... kind of a crazy chapter... I know. Let me know what you guys think of the chapter. I know its not the longest thing, but I tried to make it pretty interesting. So we only know one thing. Rick is dead and Carl knows who attacked them if he's still alive! Find out in the next chapter which I hope to update within the next couple of days... Don't forget to like, comment, and favorite! Love you guys!
xoxo~ Samantha <3