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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𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘃
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~*•°' "𝗱𝗮𝗱!?" '°•*~
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FINALLY,I DID OPEN MY EYES, the ringing in my ears, the hand on my back from Luke as he pushed me to a crouched position so that I wouldn’t get hit. Clementine was crouched next to me, eyes shut still. Looking up, I saw the stranger holding his neck, blood gushing through his fingers as he tried to speak. His gun went limp in his hand and as he tried to lift it up, he leaned over to the side, his weight pulling him off the bridge and into a watery grave.
Footsteps thundered, sending shockwaves from the metal to my legs, as Nick rushed over to us, his gun swinging in his hand, eyes wide in anticipation.
Nick: Did I hit him? Where is he!?
Luke: I told you not to shoot.
Nick: What? Who was that guy?
Luke: Why didn’t you wait for a signal?
Nick: We thought you were in trouble. You were wavin’ your arms!
Emma: God damn it, Nick. He was good!
Clementine: He was going to help us…
Nick: How do you know? You knew him for thirty seconds!
