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Dicey saw Philip charging at the hanger in a flat out run. What the hell?! He was yelling for them to get inside. What was going on?
Her eyes scanned past him and the she saw them burst through the treeline. Oh my god!! Her mind went numb. They were fucked, no way they could take all of them out. She glanced at Philip as he screamed at the to get inside. Her mind raced. Should they? Would the hanger stand up to all of them? Would they be safe? Those fucking parasites would just wait them out. Once they knew they were there, wouldn't the just keep at it til the got inside? Dicey was panting for breath, trying to rationalize. No! They needed to run. They could hit he truck, drive away. They needed to move fast, that group would be on them soon."We need to get the fuck outta here, we can't stay here!" She locked eyes with Philip as he hit the door," Philip, we can't stay here! Let's grab shit and go! The truck!"
Lydia heard Philip and Dicey freaking out and jumped up, grabbing her rifle. "What's going on?" She said, looking out the window and seeing the horde. "Oh no...There's...there's no way we can handle that. "Let's go Dicey, let's get out of here." She said, grabbing a bag and throwing it over her shoulder and moving to head towards the truck.
Phillip knew Dicey was right. There were too many. The girls wanted to go and that's exactly what they would do. He pulled the keys out of his pocket and tossed them to Dicey who had yet to really take a good long sleep. But of the two, he would rather be the one aiming the gun and hitting the target. There was plenty of space to drive.
"Come on! Get the truck started, I'll grab the supplies! Lydia, get in the truck!"
He grabbed what he could and threw everything in the bed of the truck as he got into the passenger side.
"Drive!" As Dicey peeled out, he fired off shots at the closest walkers that could have easily jumped into the bed and gotten to Lydia in the back. They would go somewhere..anywhere. Moving was the only way to live.
(I'm having trouble with the messaging here, but I would like us to head east and move into the new Stronghold, Hampton Inn. Are you guys okay with that? We'll be joining another group)
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
Oct 4, 2021 14:40:44 GMT -5
Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
Oct 18, 2021 22:34:19 GMT -5