I walk through the streets of the large abandoned city cold, hungry, alone.
There's no one else left, but a world full of walkers. When the outbreak first started, I was living alone in the big city, with a seemingly promising future ahead of me. I had no family, and not that many friends here, making me pretty use to the feeling of being alone.
I often think about the day I left home. All the hopes and dreams that were still alive. I found out the hard way that things aren't as easy as they seem. My parents never really thought that I would be able to survive on my own. HA, if only they could see me now, they'd see. Everyone who had ever doubted me would know exactly what I'm capable of.
I left the small apartment I've been staying in to scavenge for supplies. As I walked out the door, I noticed that there was a slight chill in the air. Fall was arriving, which meant winter wasn't far off. Luckily there weren't that many walkers this far into the city yet. I was still able to go out without worrying about whether or not I was going to make it back.
Lately I've been trying to scavenge more supplies, so I can start heading somewhere more suitable for winter living. I've wanted to go back home, so I could possibly get some answers, and maybe even get my family back. This past summer had already been so hard, having no one to watch my back. If I want to leave the city, I know I'll have to do it soon.
As I walked down the cracked road, I found myself thinking about the idea of other survivors. I entered a small shop, to scavenge what I could. I couldn't be the only left in the world, could I? If I can survive this long on my own, there must be others out the...
My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar sound, walkers. But it sounded louder than usual. I looked out a window that overlooked the street, and found a large group of walkers coming straight for me.
Panic set in. What should I do? I couldn't make it back home to get the supplies without going straight through the herd. But, I don't have enough supplies here to make it more than a week or so. But if I were to stay here, I wouldn't even make it that long. I knew I had to get out quickly, but I wasn't ready yet. Of all times, why did they have to come now?!
I let out a loud groan in frustration, and started grabbing everything I thought I would need, and tried to shove it all in my small rucksack. So many thoughts were going through my head. Why now? Of all times, why do they have to come now!
My frantic packing was interrupted by another sound, a sound that I haven't heard in so long.
I heard people.
They needed my help, ME...I was actually capable of helping someone other than myself now.
I quietly and cautiously walked over to the window again. The walkers were chasing the small group, right in my direction! If I were to help them, I'd be risking my own life. But if I didn't, I'd be letting the only chance of meeting other survivors slip through my fingers. If I was going to do this, I only had one shot.
Before the outbreak, I always came to this little market. Now-a-days it's the only real source of food that I have. Most apartments were locked, and I don't want to risk going somewhere that there could be an alarm. This place was luckily left wide open and stocked with plenty of food.
Since I knew the layout of the store very well I knew if I met the group at the back door, I could lead them somewhere at least momentarily safe. Now where would we go was the question.
I put the last bit of supplies I could fit in my bag, and ran towards the backdoor as quickly as possible, making it just in time to get their attention.
"Come on, Follow me!" I said loudly enough to get their attention.
They hesitated a bit, but only for a few seconds before following me up the ally. The herd was still following not far behind us. I didn't know what to do. I was kind of hoping we could lose them, but of course that was never going to happen.
I continued running, trying to look like I knew where I was going so they'd trust me more. But in all honesty I had absolutely no idea where I was trying to go. Most of the streets were blocked, and the car I had fixed up was too far from here. If only I had time to just stop any think.
"Wait, I know!" I muttered to myself
"This way" I yelled back.
They continued following. As if they had any other options. We reached a ladder that lead up to the roof of a building. I'm not really sure which one it is, I just remember seeing it there before. We all climbed up as quickly as we could so we could all get up in time.
We were all gasping for air, happy to be alive. The group kept their distance from me, just standing there, watching me. This seemed like a very small group, only 4 people. They didn't seem to have any supplies either, just weapons which I thought was kind of weird. I gave a shy smile, not really knowing what to say. I've never really been that good with talking to new people, and not having any human interaction in the past couple of months didn't help.
"I'm Madeline" I finally managed to say.
"Pleasure to meet you Madeline, I'm Rick" one of the men introduced himself, sticking his hand out for me to shake. I shook his hand, and tried to give a friendly smile.
"And this is Caleb, T-Dog, and Daryl" Rick introduced me to the rest of his group, who still seemed kind of frazzled.
"It's nice to meet y'all" I said happily.
Everyone was quiet for a moment.
"Soo, what exactly are you doing this far into the city?" I asked, trying to break the silence.
"We're lookin' for my brother. Have you seen 'im?" the one Rick said was named Daryl asked.
I shook my head, and frowned a bit "I haven't seen anyone since the outbreak. Only walkers" I tried explaining.
No one seemed to want to talk, so we just sat in silence for what seemed like forever.
"So, what are we supposed to do now?" Glenn asked.
I sat down on the cold, stone roof top, taking a look at the small group. In a way, I kind of wanted to be the one to think of a way to get us all out. Maybe if I was able to do that, they'd see me as a useful and dependable person that they can add to their group so I wouldn't have to be alone anymore.
We sat on the roof, for what seemed like forever, waiting for one another to make the first move. I found myself thinking about the landscape of the street. I've been in this part of the city only a few times, but enough to know that we were on top of a department store. I stood up and began pacing, trying to think of how we could get off the roof.
"We could try to cause some commotion, a few streets over." I said hesitantly.
I paced back and forth across the roof. "Maybe something loud, to lead them away from the direction we need to go..." I quickly added trying to keep from another long pause.
The group looked around at each other questioningly. You could feel the tension in the air. It wasn't my best plan, but this is better than nothing. , we didn't have many options here.
I looked to Rick to see what he thought. But by the look on his face he didn't really like the plan. .
I looked down at the ground, and kind of shrugged not knowing what else to say. , As I was trying to figure out a better way to explain myself, Glenn thankfully cut in.
"Or we could try what we did before. Try to blend in with them long enough to get to a car or something?" He suggested.
"We don't have a car anywhere close to here." Rick snapped
"Well actually" I quietly butted in with a smirk on my face