May 31, 2014
{ -- "Hello? is someone there?"
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{ -- "Hello? is someone there?"
A group of the dead dragged themselves towards the teenager, their foul sigh and smell assaulting the senses as she fled. Finding refuge in an empty building, the doors slammed shut behind her.
It was then when tired eyes met the silhouette of a stranger. The sight painting a frown on blood covered features…
A gun aimed in the direction of the shadow, hazel hues squinting in an attempt to determine living or dead…
"—hello?"
n e w y e a r ; o p e n
A sigh fell from parted lips as brown eyes studies the smashed face of her watch. A look of both sadness and defeat replacing the usual mask of indifference. The sun falling with the promise of night.
In a few hours, a new year would start..
"--another year... of this"
Frustrated shame crept upon her, a breathy laugh escaping her.
"--I honestly thought it would be over by now. Ridiculous right?"
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Amy crouched down the second the stranger fell into view. Bruised knees separated from the wet earth by the worn material of bloodstained Jeans. The sight of the man stole the breath from the teenagers lungs, a toxic mixture of adrenaline and fear coursing through tensed veins, brown eyes fixed on the fellow survivor...
Moments passed, spent in complete stillness, she had to make her move. They were getting closer... the silence was soon shattered by the click of a loading gun. Making her position known... It was then when the English girl climbed to her feet, arms raised, the gun grasped by both dirtied hands.
" -- ... "
"Sorry, darlin’."
Memory fuzzy. Bits and pieces had yet to come together. Nothing full circle. He spread his arms, open and inviting to her. Now back, the antibiotics he had taken had been his saving grace.
"Little lamb, little lamb. Won’t you come in?"
A ghost of a smile.
Tired eyes studied the features of her unnervingly reassuring companion. Ice ran through her veins as he spoke, hairs standing to attention, a chill caressing her spine sending a wave of familiar discomfort through her. Discomfort that was eventually settled by the presence of St John. A breath, shaking with both concern and relief.
Hues fell from the familiar face to open arms, it was her contemplation that feared her most.
a step backwards…
"—What happened to you?"
