My vision went black and suddenly I saw walkers. All I could see and hear was walkers. Then, my vision went back to normal and I saw everyone laughing and talking. Then I saw walkers again.
The same thing kept happening and it started to freak me out. I head my pounding head and clenched my teeth.
"You okay Em?" Tara asked from across the table.
"Yea, I just have a headache," I said and everyone went back to talking after starring at me for a brief moment. It must be my walker scratch from a few months ago.
I needed to tell someone. But not mom or daddy. If I told them, they would completely freak out.
I casually tossed my fork on the ground and got under the table to get it.
"Dylan!" I hissed through clenched teeth. "Dylan!"
He didn't hear me so I hit him in the ankle with the sharp side of my fork. He jumped a bit before looking under the table.
"What?!"
"Come here I need to tell you something!" I said and he made and excuse to everyone about why he was going under the table.
"What's wrong?" I lifted my sleeve to show him the scratch. "You're scratched?!"
"I've had it for a few months, ask daddy, he's the only one that knows," I said. "Well anyway, all of a sudden, I couldn't see anything and visions of walkers appeared. That can't be normal!"
"Yea, that's not normal," he said and looked at my arm.
"Just don't-" I was cut off.
"What are you two doing under there?" Daddy asked and looked at us.
"Uhhh......I scratched my finger when I went to pick up the fork and I needed help so I asked Dylan." I quickly made a lame excuse and sat in my chair again.
"And you needed help under the table?" Michonne said confused.
"Yep!" I said proudly and stuffed a fork full of vegetables in my mouth.
All of a sudden the table started to shake. Everyone looked around at each other when the shaking stopped.
"What was-" Rosita started but didn't finish before there was an explosion.
We all fell the to ground and I hit my head, causing the vision thing to happen again. But instead of walkers this time, it was me crying over a body. I couldn't see who it was because my vision went back to normal.
"Emmie? Em, you okay?" Daddy asked and helped me up.
"I-I'm fine," I stuttered and made my way outside with everyone.
*Glenn's POV*
The building next to us was on fire and I looked at the gates to see a large group of people standing there. In the center of them, was the man I thought was dead. The man who killed my daughter. Mike.
A/N
Ohhhh that cliffhanger! Not really ,but my wattpad app is working again so sorry for the delays! And shoutout to @carlgrimeswife
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