Iridescence

Dead Girl Walking

The morning sun felt as if it was boiling her skin. Never before had she really understood the pain an egg may have felt in the bottom of a frying oan until this moment. With no water, no food, and no ammunition; Mia accepted the fact that she was going to die here.

The others had forgotten about her, there was no denying it. They would have been back by now, at least maybe searching for her?

Obviously, they all assumed that she was dead.

How could they not?

With a groan, mia sat forward watching as her hair fell in all different directions. The small strands stuck to her wet forehead, while the other dry ends clung to her shoulders. Thankfully, the young blonde had always had the gift of tanning thanks to her mother. It wasnt uncommon that they would get teased for it. Both her brother and father were the palest people you could ever possibly meet.

At the thought of her family, mia's chapped lips almost smiled. But they were gone, and now soon enough she would be too.

Slowly, her mind drifted back to daryl and the others. Hopefully everyone got out. Well, everyone that was important to her that was. Some of them she didnt care for like Shane. For the longest time, she was almost disappointed not seeing his body lurking below like the others.

However, she did recognize some of them. Patricia, whom seemed to be an important member of the green family, resided below with deep bitemarks in her neck, forearm, and side. Then there was hersehls son, sean. The kid was really never around. The only time she honestly saw him was when scotty had walked out of the barn. He held his sister beth for comfort, something Mia would never be able to do again.

All she had on her were her knives and her bow. Of course the arrows all stayed on her back, but what good would they do? There were too many surrounding the farm for her to make a run for it. There was no way to fight her way out of this.

For some reason, her mind went back to the stories that daryl would tell her about. About his brother, atlanta, the cdc. Whatever it was driving these people to survive, obviously it was more than she could have ever predicted. They were smart thst was for sure, but not nearly as smart as Mia.

Sucking in a long breath of air, it finally hit her. Atlanta. Rick and Glenn soaked themselves in walker guts and walked right through them.

Rising to her feet, Mia slung the rifle over her shoulder as well. Then, on the side of the farmhouse, she looked to the nearest bedroom window.

As soon as the others left, walker after walker piled into the house now claiming it as theirs. Three resided in the bedroom she was looking at now. That was plenty enough to cover herself.

Dizzily, Mia grabbed ahold of the glass window frame and hoisted it upwards. However, the window was set right in its place. locked.

She needed to get inside. All the other windows were too low for her to reach.

Grabbing the rifle, quickly she twisted it to shove the butt end into the window. Normally, she would cringe at such a noise but as of now? Right now it was her only chance to get the hell off the roof.

The window must have been locked after her whole escape episode. Obviously, the lock was something that they should have looked at.

As quickly as she could, mia stuffed herself into the bedroom by grabbinf the frame above her head and swung her legs in. A soft thud echoed from her boots and as soon as it did, three rotting figures began limping towards her with arms outstretched.

Her first weapon that she grabbed was the bolt that daryl left behind. In one hoist, she had the nearest biter pinned to the bed by its firehead. Then, she spun with her knife in hand. Without a second thought, mia found herself alive and alone in the room.