-I'm located about 15 miles from Birmingham, Alabama. It's only me. I'm the last to survive from my group. I hope there's others out there listening to this. I hope I'm not the only one left.-
I turned the radio off. It's so weird hearing someone on the radio talking. A living person. I pick up the walkie talkie.
"Dad, we aren't gonna stop for that person on the radio are we?"
"No, can't risk the gas, time, energy and we don't even know who that is. We can't trust them."
"Ok."
"We need to find some shelter, it's gonna be getting dark soon and I don't want to end up sleeping in the cars again."
"Ok."
I hope we find a decent place to sleep tonight, I think to myself.
"I have been camping around here before.." Jax spoke.
"I had built a cabin around here, I can show your dad where it is at if you want."
"That would be good I hope." I reply.
I hand him the walkie talkie and he talks to my dad and tell him where his cabin is located.
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We arrive at the cabin. No sign of any walkers. That's good. After we eat some of our supplies we got from the gas station, we fall asleep. Dad, me, and Jax take turns on watch to make sure we have no surprises during the night.
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Days Gone By (The Walking Dead FanFic)
FanfictionThey're everywhere. There's no stopping them. Hoards and Hoards of them. Trying to tear you to pieces. Trying to grab unto you. We must find a safe place. The radio: "There is a refuge center......" That's it? The radio cut off?.... Zombie Apocalyps...
