"Some say, she's as fast as a bullet, but only when she has something to run from."
{Thomas x OC}
{Part 1, 2 & 3}
{𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝘽𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬}
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"Good-bye, Winston."
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WHEN THEY FINALLY began walking again, it was not easy. Once they made it out of the rubble, they headed for the mounds of sand.
The first dune was steep, but Leanne knew it would not get easier.
"A little further, guys." Thomas says encouragingly as they climb up the side of the dune, close to the top.
Finally, they reach the top. On the other side, there's more buildings that are destroyed, and in the far distance, mountains.
"Those mountains, that's gotta be it." Thomas points to them. "That's where we're going."
"That's a long way off." Newt sighs.
"Then we better get moving."
Beside Leanne, Winston takes his bag off. When he goes to walk down the hill, he falls down onto his side.
"Winston!" She exclaims before he even hits the ground. Quickly, she dives onto her knees beside him. Beginning to unzip his sweater, she peels up his shirt to get a look at his wound beneath his bandages. "He's hurt pretty bad." She tells the others as they watch Winston struggle to breath.
"What do we do?"
"Shit." Thomas mumbles, standing up to look out.
Leanne scoots down to make more room for Newt, who tries to speak to Winston. "Winston, can you hear me?" He asks.
With supplies found around, the teens make a gurney to transport Winston. The teens take turns pulling the injured boy.
The more they walked, the more they passed. A large bridge, little houses, tall buildings, there was everything. However, the more they walked, the more the weather changed and the wind picked up. Doing so, the sand picks up with the wind and hits them in their faces.
They walk with their hoods up or scarves and neck warmers pulled up to protect their faces.
Both Juno and Leanne had been lucky enough to grab scarves, and used them to shield their faces from the whipping sand.
"Gotta find shelter!"
It did not take them long to find what they wanted. Once they were seated and shielded from the sand.
The stayed there, and watched as the wind died down and the sand stayed on the ground.
"How's he doing?" Thomas comes to sit beside her.
From his wounds Lea could tell what was going to happen, although she didn't want to admit it. "He's... he probably won't..." Leanne shuts her mouth, refusing to finish her sentence.
