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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𝗻𝗼 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗶𝗶
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~*•°' "𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻' 𝗱𝗶𝗲..." '°•*~
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I OPENED MY EYES, finding myself sitting on the pavement in the parking lot of a familiar motel. I watched as Carley talked to Lee on the second floor, Lilly sitting above the RV with a shotgun, Ben sitting with Clementine as she drew on the ground.
My eyes started to water at the sight, but it was nothing like when a voice sprung up beside me.
Boy: Why are you crying?
Jumping slightly, I turned my head to see Duck sitting beside me, using chalk on the side pavement. He had a small smile, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and his tongue sticking out slightly as he half focused on his drawing.
Emma: I’m not, Duck. I’m not.
Duck: If you say so…
Emma: What are you drawing?
He looked at me, slightly surprised that I asked, but eagerly answered.
Duck: It’s a spaceman! He was in that show we used to watch, remember? Remember!?
