Chapter 20:Sick

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"Zara?" I hear someone say, I ignore them.
"Zara, come on, it's time to wake up" I open my eyes seeing Glenn. I sighed, lifting my self out of my bed. I walk out the prison, looking over the courtyard a specific person noticed me.

Carl looks at me for a second before returning to his talk with Rick

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Carl looks at me for a second before returning to his talk with Rick. I looked over at the fence, the walkers putting to much pressure on it, making it bend slightly. I was interrupted by screaming. I turned around seeing Lizzie running out. "Help! Help! Please, come quick!" She yells
"Cell blocks?" Maggie asks from the guards tower.
"I don't know!" Rick shouts. Him and Carl run over to me.
"Walkers in D!" Glenn says.
"What about C?" I ask
"Clear " we all run to cell D, when we get there, walkers were attaching themselves to everyone, I grabbed my bow from my back, killing most. I heard Carl scream. I quickly shot it, he thanks me. I looked at the walkr in front of me it took me a few seconds to realise that the walker was Patrick, he came closer to me. I sighed loudly whie pushing the knife through his head.

we killed all the walkrs and went into the cell where rick was checking one of the walkers body.

"No bites, No wounds, I think he just died" rick says

"Choked to death on his own blood,Caused those trails down his face" Hershel spoke.

"I've seen them before on a walker outside the fences.I saw them on Patrick, too" I croaked."Mybe its a sickness from the walkers?"

"No, these things happened before they were around,Could be pneumococcal. Most likely an aggressive flu strain" bob answers.

"Hell, he was just eating barbecue yesterday, How could somebody die in a day just from a cold?" daryl asks.

"I had a sick pig, it died quick,Saw a sick boar in the woods" rick added.

"Pigs and birds, That's how these things spread in the past, We need to do something about those hogs. All of us in here, we've all been exposed" I look to carl, who looked worried.

i walked down the hallway, a sudden itch in my throat made me stop in my tracks, i leant against the wall, my breathing bcombing heavy and my cough making me feel like i hadent drank in weeks. i hear footsteps approach me. "Zara,you okay?You don't sound so good" i hear carls voice say, i look up seeing everyone looking at me.

"I'm going back to my cell so i can rest"

"zara, I don't think that's a good idea" Hershel utterd, they all stayed a few steps from me.

"Why?" i cough.

"We think it's a flu or something, That's how Patrick died" glenn spoke.

"Judith was in that cell block, She's vulnerable. Anyone that may be sick or even exposed should stay away" Hershel added

"She's gonna be okay" my mom asks uneasy. "Now that we know what Patrick died from we can treat it, right?"

"Don't panic, We're going to figure this out But we should keep you separated in the meantime.We'll have Caleb take a look at you, I'll see what we have in the way of medications" Hershel reassures her.

"David and Karen, have been coughing too" i say my voice sounding raspy.

"I'll get them" glenn wlks off.

"There's some empty clean cells in the tombs, right?" sasha asks daryl.

"Yeah" daryl replies, he looks at me for a second. sasha wlks over to me guiding me to my new cell. carl looks at me for a second but i dont look back. i don't want to make him sick in any way. i care more about him than i do with myself.

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