Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2016 13:02:42 GMT -5
The glass of the sun roof shatters all over the stranded Seth as he lowers his gun and wastes no time in climbing out to the top of the truck leaving his gun in the seat so he can move faster. Looking at the bed of the truck, the arms of the walkers reach out to far for him to be able to get his walkie. They'd drag him out of the truck in an instant. He looks around seeing the entire street filled with walkers. They're everywhere. Tons and tons just waiting to feed on his flesh. The only high spots that he can jump to seem too far away with the closest one still being a far jump. An Ambulance. A few feet from the sidewalk, crashed into the front of a cafe. Beyond that is the short roof of the cafe. If he can make it to the ambulance, he could get on the rooftop and work from there.
Weighing his options, seeing the walkers reach for his feet he's made up his mind. It's either slip up and fall or jump. Either way the worst case scenario will be eaten alive. And he slowly comes to accept that. His challenge to stay alive is a few feet away. And he's gonna take it. Grabbing the cross around his neck, he kisses it before stepping back a few steps....and then he charges forward as fast as he can and leaps off of the top of the diesel, over all of the hungry dead heads all biting at the air, hitting the ambulance hard with his hands holding onto the top. His feet dangling as the walkers all try to grab him. He uses all the strength he has to pull himself up on top, laying on his back, relieved that the hardest part is over he begins to laugh despite still being surrounded by hundreds of the dead with the trail he was leading clogging up the streets. All stopping for a bite to eat that's too stubborn to give up.
Weighing his options, seeing the walkers reach for his feet he's made up his mind. It's either slip up and fall or jump. Either way the worst case scenario will be eaten alive. And he slowly comes to accept that. His challenge to stay alive is a few feet away. And he's gonna take it. Grabbing the cross around his neck, he kisses it before stepping back a few steps....and then he charges forward as fast as he can and leaps off of the top of the diesel, over all of the hungry dead heads all biting at the air, hitting the ambulance hard with his hands holding onto the top. His feet dangling as the walkers all try to grab him. He uses all the strength he has to pull himself up on top, laying on his back, relieved that the hardest part is over he begins to laugh despite still being surrounded by hundreds of the dead with the trail he was leading clogging up the streets. All stopping for a bite to eat that's too stubborn to give up.