He's Our Future

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔼𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 - ℂ𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕔𝕙

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"Put your backs to the walls on either side of the car now." A man yelled.

I stood as I was handed a 'knife' it was a wood chunk sharpened at the edges. Everyone got ready in their stance but faltered when there were footsteps on the roof of the train car.

A few seconds later, a hatch opened, a man stood over us, then something dropped.

"Move!" Abraham shouted as we all moved away from it.

I coughed as my vision became blurry. I heard the doors open and saw two figures coming in, then everything went black. I started to wake up as I was being dragged. I looked around and saw we were in the warehouse.

I watched as Daryl struggled against the man as he was forced down in the line. I was placed next to him, I was gagged and zip-tied as we all sat there.

I looked over at Rick, Dary, and Bob. It looked as if there were millions of thoughts racing through their minds.

Rick looked my way but didn't look at me. I looked to where his eyes traveled, and it was to the first person in line, a kid that looked no older than I did the kid had blonde hair and looked scared.

I closed my eyes as the man behind us started to sharpen his knives.

"All right." The bald man announced as he and one other person walked back to the kid.

Everyone's eyes traveled that way and watched in horror as the man hit the kid with a metal baseball bat, then the second guy yanked his unconscious head back and slit his throat. He let him go and the now-dead kid slumped over the metal basin, his blood pooling at the drain. They did the second person, then the third.

"Hey, guys. What were your shot counts?" The leader asked as he walked in with a clipboard in his hand.

"Thirty-Eight." The bald man said as he hit the fourth guy.

I was next.

I prepared myself by shutting my eyes. I heard the bat raise with a whoosh.

"Hey!" The leader yelled, "Your shot count?"

"Crap, man, I'm sorry." The man with the knife paused, "It was my first roundup."

"After you're done here, go back to your point and count the shells. Kaylee won't be gathering them until tomorrow." The leader said, his eyes traveling down the line.

"Hey." Bob muffled out, "Hey, let me talk to you." He tried again this time it was clear.

"Four from A, four from D?" He asked, and the men nodded.

"Who decided to get this one?" He looked me up and down, disgust was evident on my face. "She has no meat on her bones." He finished off his statement.

My mind wandered, and I started to tune everything out as the leader started to talk to Bob, then he moved to Rick and started to talk to him.

I started to tune back in when Rick said, "There's a compound bow and a machete with a red handle. That's what I'm gonna use to kill you."

He just chuckled putting back the gag on, "You have two hours to get them on the driers. I'm gonna go back to being the public face. Now's the time we can get messy, but we need to dial it all in by sundown." He said to the men, they grunted as they understood their task.

There was a gunshot, which made the leader get out his walkie, he wanted to know what was going on, and if everything was ok. Soon another gunshot went off, followed by an explosion.