The world was dead and we felt like the only living beings alive. Omid is dead, Christa is gone and now we're alone. Alone in a world of the dead. I wanted to keep my promise to Lee. I needed to. I would protect her from death, even if it meant I sa...
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𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗶𝗶
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~*•°' "𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝘁!" '°•*~
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IT WAS NOW the next day, the bleary sun shone through the woods in the early hours of the morning. I walked beside Clementine, behind Pete as we headed towards the river, the man having been telling the truth when he said that we were heading out at first light.
Pete: How you two holding up? I heard you two got an earful from Rebecca last night. Once she gets going, there's no bringing her back. Her bark's worse than her bite.
Emma: Yeah, what is her problem with us?
Pete: Well, she's got a lot on her mind, lately. Bringing a baby into a world like this?
Me and Clementine nodded and kept walking towards the river.
Clementine: How far are these fish traps?
Pete: It ain't much further.
The man noticed the wary glances Clementine was giving to the gun in his hands, most likely due to it being the same kind of gun that the men who stole from us and Christa before.
