Harley Hudksin, A normal person surviving in the apocalypse and at the same time, dealing with the disappearance of her little sister, Dahlia Hudskin. She soon meets a group of strangers that will soon change the rest of her life.
( Book I )
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C H A P T ER
XII
Made to Suffer & The Suicide King
. . .
You guys managed to arrive at the town Michonne was talking about. It was indeed big. You scanned the entrance with the small group from afar, hiding behind a broken car. There were guards up the walls, taking watch. You guys had to find a way in but how? Michonne suddenly walks off, alerting you guys.
"Hey! Hey!" Rick whispered, calling out for her but she already had walked off. "Damn it." He rasped. "All right, we need to downsize." Rick continued to say quietly as he switches firearms with Oscar. You pursed your lips, eyes on the big gate. "How the hell are we going to find Glenn and Maggie?" You sigh. It seemed impossible due to the town having a lot of buildings inside. They could be anywhere.
"Yeah, ain't no way we're gonna check in all them buildings." Daryl nods, carefully looking at the standing men on top of the walls. "Not with all them guards there.." He points out. A twig snapped, grabbing your attention. You swiftly turned around, pointing your rifle at the figure. You lowered your gun down, recognizing the person. It's Michonne. It seems like she found a way in. "This way." She mouthed the words, making you guys follow her immediately.
You guys continued to follow the woman into some secret way into a pantry or something. You guys went in one by one, looking around. They had a good amount of supplies. "This is where you were held?" Rick questioned. Michonne sighed. "I was questioned."
"Any idea where else they could be?"
You and Daryl ran up to the curtain, taking a peek out the window. You looked at the people normally walking and having conversations. They looked like they were living a normal life. Huh. "Isn't there supposed to be a curfew?" You confusedly asked the woman. "The street is packed during the day. Those are stragglers." She answered.
"If anyone comes in here, we're sitting ducks. We gotta move." Rick says, peeking out the window as well. He was right. Someone might enter and you guys might get captured. "We still don't know where they held Glenn and Maggie." You added, turning around to look at Michonne. "They could be in his apartment." The woman replied, giving useful information.
"Yeah? What if they ain't?" Daryl gave her a look. "Then we'll look somewhere else." Michonne glared. Rick then leaves the window, making his way behind the woman. "You said you could help us."
"I'm doing what I can." She says with a low voice.
"Then where the hell are they?" Oscar continued to ask before Rick spoke up. "Hey." He looked at you and Daryl, tilting his head to the side as he walked to the back. You immediately followed, the two men right behind you. "If this goes south, we're cutting her loose." Rick tells the three of you, still having zero trust for the woman. "You think she's leading us into a trap?" Oscar asks.
