You had been walking for days on end, no water or food. You had been stranded when your family had been taken down by a horde of dead. You didn't know what to feel anymore, you didn't even know if you could feel at all. Your family had been all you had since the break out and now you had nothing, nobody. It came to the point where you thought it was better to be dead than alive. But you would never kill yourself, you would go down fighting because you knew your family wouldn't want you to die. They would want you to live on and conquer the world.
You were brought out of a trance when you heard the soft hum of an engine. 'What?' You thought.
Surely nobody was driving a car, you brushed it off. It had been several days since you had had a drop of water so you thought you were hallucinating.
But as the humming sound got louder and closer you decided to turn around and try to catch a glimpse of the source of the noise.
You caught a glimpse of a shiny object that was coming in your direction. The closer it got the louder the humming noise got.
'Is it a car? No, it couldn't be.' You thought
You held your head in your hand as your vision started getting blurry. You suddenly felt like you were going to be sick.
Finally the object got close enough for you to see and it was indeed a car. As it got closer it started to slow down, and as it was right next to you it came to a complete stop.
Your first instinct was to run, and as your started to take off your body collapsed under you. You felt a hard object make impact with your head as you fell.
You heard voices but you had no idea where they were coming from. Then several figures leaned over you.
"Get away." You managed to say. Those were the first words you had said in weeks. Your voice hoarse after not drinking any water for what seemed like forever.
You felt yourself being lifted up, you tried to struggle but no matter how much you tried, you were way to weak to do anything, and what would you do if you escaped? You tried to run once but I didn't exactly work out.
You simply just laid there and let your consciousness drift away.
~Time skip~
Your eyes flutter open and you immediately groaned. There was a faint pain in the back of your head. You definitely had a concussion or something. You let your eyes adjust to the light before you looked around the room to try and figure out where your were.
It was a cozy room, one window, single twin bed, small dresser, and a night table with a glass of water and a aspirin. You sat up as fast as your body would allow and grabbed the glass of water before chugging it down, you didn't forget about the aspirin though.
As you laid back down your heard a noise outside of the door and you sat back in the bed. It was then when you noticed the handcuffs around your ankle.
The door slid open and in came a man with brown hair, a slight beard and mustache. Behind his was a scruffy man with long dark brown hair and a leather vest.
"Where am i?" You said trying to sound as confident as you could. But to hem you sounded like a scared little girl.
"We will answer that after you answer a few of our questions." The first man said. You hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding your head as a signal to ask.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"Y/n." You replied.
"How many walkers have you killed?" He asked.
