I carefully walked around walkers to get to the store. I didn't want to waste any bullets on them. As I creeped into the store, I noticed someone inside. I duck down and take out my pocket knife. As I lean in closer, I hear a faint cry.
"Help..... Me...... Help...... help....."
I take a chance and walk towards the person.
"Hello.." I say.
The person looks at me.
It's a man.
"You.... you there..... I know you." He says.
My heart starts to beat faster then it ever has before.
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The Walking Dead: Missing
HorrorThis is my first story :D All ideas originated by yours truly, most themes and characters from the makers of TWDG. ❤️ (SHORT CHAPTERS!!!)
