I feel like getting banned on tengaged is the equivalent of going to prison in real life. Like "DON'T FUCK WIT ME MAN I BEEN BANNED I'LL FUCK YOU UP" But maybe I'm just overplaying that in my head because in reality I could probably get beaten up by my grandmother in real life...
My Random.org Walking Dead game was fairly successful (At least by an unpopular tengagers point of view) so I decided to start a group to host all my future random.org seasons in since I had so much fun with the first one (I promise that in this next season it won't all be a dream. I got a little negative feedback for that one XD) The group is here http://www.tengaged.com/group/6866 15 of the 24 spots are filled so if you want a spot then join soon and comment on the PYN forum post giving your desired name, district, and gender (Although I don't think there are any male spots left so it'll probably have to be female).
Light... Not sunlight... Artificial light... But... There's no power anymore... That can't be... I must be dead... It's cool so I can't be in hell... I must be in heaven... It feels like air conditioning all around me... It's been so long since I've been out of the heat... Someone's calling me... Is it all of my dead friends?... So many of my friends have died... Maybe Carlos is up here too... If not then he'll probably be here soon... Anthony... Alexandria... Connor... Will I finally get to meet them again?...
Carlos watched Allan as he stared at the flourscent light on the ceiling mumbling nonsense under his breathe. He watched as the anesthetic from Allan's operation slowly wore off and Allan came to. It was just the 2 of them now. The only 2 with the memories of what happened to the passengers of flight 731. The only 12 collected people taken off the plane by the flight attendant who later was killed by the very people she saved. Carlos hasn't thought about that plane in a while, the very last moments of sanity before the world erupted into chaos. He wondered if anyone else from that flight survived, if they're out there anywhere. He didn't think that it was possible. They did find one person outside of the 12 from the flight and she ended up being a walker (Anthony's sister, nonetheless). And all of that screaming they heard as they were getting off the plane... No one survived... No one will survive...
3 weeks later:
It's now been almost 2 and a half months since the epidemic began and Allan and Carlos have comfertably settled in with their new life at the hospital. The top floor of the hospital kept them away from any walkers or even people that may want to intrude anywhere (The walkers on the ground floor is what mainly keeps living people out). The group was actually friendlier than the previous group they were in (Allan said it was the lack of a psycho killer hotel maid) and they were resourceful as well. It was difficult for Carlos and Allan to grasp their group's extermination when they first came to the hospital but eventually they adjusted. It was the fact that each other were still alive that kept them sane and going every day. The hospital group had people die now and again but any group with over a dozen people is going to have people die every once and a while, that would happen even without the zombie apocalypse (Not nearly as often though). And occasionally some more friendly people would come into town and replace those that had been lost but Allan and Carlos went nowhere. They actually became 2 of the most valued members of the group, their leader personalities made it to where they couldn't go for very long after joining without implenting their own ideas from past experiences. Nothing was great in a world like this but Carlos thought that it was as optimistic as it could be...
1 week later:
One of the group's recent food runs was run by Carlos while Allan stayed behind. Allan was actually flirting with one of the new girls that had arrived with a broken group when the food group came back and Allan saw what he had feared every time Carlos went out without him. He had been shot. He was rushed into the emergency room to be operated on and the door slammed shut before Allan could even get over to the other end of the hallway. He asked one of the guys from the group what happened and the guy said that a group has taken over the supermarket and they opened fire on them as soon as they walked in. A bunch of people from the food group died immediately and while the survivors retreated one teenage kid got shot and Carlos went back to save him. He got barraged by bullets and the kid got his head blown off while Carlos just suffered a hit to the shoulder. They didn't orginally think it was too bad but the bullet was still lodged in his shoulder and while they were running back to the hospital the bullet shifted and tore an artery. Carlos was losing a lot of blood. The guy thought that they had gotten him back just in time to be operated on but it was close.
4 hours later:
Allan sat in the emergency room and talked to Carlos as he sat on his bed recovering. The operation had gone smoothly but they didn't have any time to give Carlos anesthesia so the whole operation was done with Carlos awake. Carlos told Allan that it was strange because he didn't actually end up feeling as much pain as he thought he would. Carlos thought that maybe he had just gone numb or passed out a little bit. Just then Stanley came through the door like a bullet and told Allan to get his gun and come with him. Carlos asked Stanley what was going on and Stanley said "We're under attack". Their group had fatally wounded a guy from the supermarket group who died even after the group tried to save him. The supermarket group wasn't very happy about this. They stood on the ground outside the hospital screaming and shooting out all of the windows. One of the guys said it wasn't too big of a deal because eventually all of their noise would attract walkers and they'd have to leave and take the walkers back to their supermarket. But the supermarket group wasn't willing to leave it at that. Allan looked out through a window that had been boarded up and made a peephole and saw one guy holding a flaming bottle. It was a molotov. Allan tried to shoot the guy before he could throw it but he missed every shot and the guy from the ground chucked the flaming bottle as hard as possible right into Carlos' window. Allan flew out into the hallway and saw that Carlos' room was already ablaze. Carlos was dead. The fire kept spreading incredibly quickly and people began to panic. Allan got caught in a mob of people running downstairs trying to get away from the fire. Stanley pulled Allan and as many other people as possible aside at the bottom floor and told them that the front door would be suicide and watched as the group of people foolish enough to run out the front door were slaughtered by the supermarket group. Stanley told them that they were going to flank around the side of the building out the back door and kill every member of the supermarket group they could see. Stanley led the charge out the back door and Allan watched as the ambush group hiding behind the building slaughtered Stanley and everyone that followed him. Allan saw it coming, he tried to say something but no one would listen. Everyone was to afraid and angry. Everyone from his group was dead but him and a guy under the reception desk who was crying and calling for his mom. Just then the front of the building collapsed from the fire and killed that guy. Allan ran into the bathroom on the side of the building that the fire started on. None of the supermarket group expected anyone to come out on the side of the building that had the fire started on it. Allan jumped out that window and sneaked around the side of the building. He peeked around to the front of the building and saw that he didn't need to worry too much about the supermarket group anymore. That guy from the hospital group was right, the supermarket group's shooting would attract walkers. A lot of walkers. The largest group of walkers that Allan had ever seen. One guy from the supermarket group from the back spotted Allan and even handed him a gun and asked him to help kill the walkers, the group had become desperate. Allan considered blowing the guys head off but where would that get him? Everyone that Allan knew was dead but Allan wasn't completely sure whether he was suicidal just yet.
1 hour later:
Just more death. Most of the supermarket group is dead at this point. The entire town is filled with walkers. The hospital burned to the ground but the fire is still going. Allan took refuge inside the supermarket with the remaining supermarket group. How ironic. There are 12 of them.
2 hours later:
It's dark outside, very dark. None of the stars are showing because of the light pollution from the still raging fire and the smoke caused by it. The supermarket burned down. A couple guys commited suicide. One guy died in the building collapse. Most of the rest got eaten. There were a couple people left alive that were headed to leave the city but Allan just kind of wandered away from them. The guys wrote him off as crazy and headed out of the city, they never made it. Allan was just kind of walking through the wreckage, the debris. Anything that wasn't on fire or infested with walkers. He didn't feel like running anymore. He barely felt like walking. The smoke made him not want to breathe. The loss of everyone he loved made him not want to live. He watched as one lone walker made his way towards him. Allan wondered what his story was. Had he lost everyone too? Had he killed himself? Or did he want to live and never get the chance? Allan walked towards him as he thought about everyone from his past. He thought about how he'd never have a future. He held out his arm to the walker and giggled as he imagined that waving his arm was like waving a dinner bell for this walker. Bite. It hurt. Allan always imagined how painful it must be for a human to bite you but he never imagined it as this painful. It was the most painful thing he had ever experienced. The fell over with his head blown off and Allan looked to his right. There was Carlos. Carlos had gotten up and looked out his window before the man from the supermarket group had thrown the molotov and seen what was about to happen. He ran down the side of the stairs that no one could go down because of the fire and sneaked away while it all happened. He thought that the whole hospital group had died including Allan and was considering killing himself at the time that he saw Allan. Allan looked at what he had let the zombie do to him and couldn't believe what he had done. He was bitten. Damned. There was no fixing this. Allan was a dead man walking. He had reunited with Carlos only to realize that he was going to have to leave him again. They both cried. They couldn't stop crying. So much pain. Allan told Carlos that he would finish himself off so that Carlos didn't have to do it, he didn't want Carlos to have to do this. Carlos insisted that he do this. He didn't want Allan commiting suicide. It couldn't happen. Carlos closed his eyes. The last words he heard out of Allan's mouth were "Why did this have to happen?". The next time Carlos opened his eyes Allan was dead. Everyone was dead. Walkers and fire surrounded him as he stood over his dead friend and there was nothing he could do about it. Carlos was alone.
Carlos is awake. Carlos sat up on his couch and saw that it was morning. He was late for work! The sheriff would have his ass for this one. He grabbed his wallet and went downstairs to get his uniform. In his basement he saw his uniform on his desk. And 11 corpses hanging from the wall. He still remembered all of there names. Zach, Jaylen, Connor, Alexandria, Lynette, Beth, Noah, Anthony, Jemima, Joyce, and Allan. Carlos was quite satisfied that he had gotten to watch them all die again in his dream. But he didn't have time to daydream, he was going to be late. He wasn't too worked up about it though. Being a little late woulnd't be the end of the world....
Division. The group was divided, if you could even call it a group anymore. Carlos was running through the brush of the forest as quickly as possible to get to the valley with the town in it. He saw the tops of their buildings while he was going to the bathroom and walked toward it to get a closer look while the chaos back at the gas station with Jemima was ensuing. The first thing he saw was a fairly large hospital building with a banner hanging off the side that read "Survivors Welcome" The he heard Jemima scream...
Fast forward to the present, Carlos was running Allan to that hospital just praying that he hold on long enough to get help. Also praying that there are people in the hospital to give him help. There wasn't any time to debate whether or not he should've stayed and let Joyce work on Allan or not, there were 2 reasons why Carlos decided not to do it. 1. He'd seen stab wounds through the chest before and if it wasn't fatal within minutes then the victim would need a lot of treatment that a crippled woman with a medkit from a plane couldn't give. 2. He looked in Joyce's eyes when she told him to bring Allan over to her. She said she would operate on Allan but the way she looked at Allan was like the way you'd look at a body before you gave it an autopsy. Carlos needed someone confident to work on Allan and Joyce wasn't that, even though he knew that leaving Joyce behind could be dangerous for her he had no time to think about that stuff. He was getting close to the hospital...
Joyce sat in the gas station and tried to think of something she could do to get to Carlos, or just be able to move period. Jemima had made sure that Joyce had no way to move or protect herself. The only thing remotely close to Joyce was a chair so that she could prop herself up to walk when it was time, the only thing Joyce could think of was that now is the time. Joyce needed to move one way or another, she didn't care how much it hurt.
Carlos had finally gotten down the hill of the valley and was at the backdoor of the hospital. He was going to be very cautious about all of this, even though he needed to be quick to save Allan it wouldn't do him any good to get them both killed. Carlos looked in the window next to the doors and his heart sank. There were no people on the floor, but there were walkers. Not a huge amount like what you'd expect from a hospital but that meant that there weren't any people. Carlos was panicking on the inside and began to hyperventilate a little but. Was there any way that he could get Allan back to Joyce in time? Was there any point? What if Allan was already dead and he was just waiting to turn and get Carlos? Just then Carlos noticed something inside the building that suprised him immensly. The flourscent lights above the walkers were working! Most of them were broken and just barely flickering but they were getting electricity! Carlos wasn't sure whether there were people at the power plant still alive or whether the hospital had a backup generator that's still working after a month and a half somehow but it was working! Carlos barely knew a thing about medical treatment but if he could get Allan into an emergency room without alerting any walkers then he could maybe stabilize him and then work on getting Joyce down here to operate on Allan with the medical supplies that she needed to help him. Carlos sneaked in the door as quietly as possible with Allan slumped over his shoulders. Allan wasn't too heavy and Carlos had lifted bigger men than him to safety so it wasn't too big of a deal. A walker did notice them walking in the doors because of the opening noise the door made but that was ok because Carlos was right next to a pull door that led up the stairs, let's see a walker work a pull door. On the second floor Carlos ran over to a directory sign and read what was on each floor. He learned that the emergency room was on the 4th floor and made his way up there. He was pleased to not see any walkers on the 2nd floor but when he opened the door to the 4th floor he was shocked.
People. Real. Alive. People on the 4th floor. They stared at him as oddly as he stared at them. Carlos had almost forgotten that there was a dying man in his arms because of how strange it was to see people without guns or bites. When he finally snapped out of it he told the people (1 man and 2 women) that his friend needed help. The man asked him if Allan had a bite and Carlos informed him that it was just a stab wound (Carlos almost wanted to laugh from the way that he said that it was "just" a stab wound. Pretty morbid humor though...) The people immediately showed Carlos into an emergency room where he set Allan down a table and one of the woman put on a surgical mask while the other cut Allan's shirt off. Carlos didn't think that he was that afraid blood but when they flipped Allan onto his stomach and revealed the stab wound Carlos almost threw up, it was bad. The man (Who introduced himself as Stanley) escorted Carlos out of room to keep him from actually throwing up and told Carlos that he should just wait. Carlos then remembered that Joyce was back at the gas station and told the man that he needed to go get her. Stanley said that he was crazy to go up there because a bunch of violent rednecks run that town and had probably already killed Joyce, Carlos decided to tell Stanley all about that later.
He made his way up to the gas station, he wasn't in the clear yet with Allan but there was hope; there was so little hope anymore. Carlos flew out of the brush to see that the gas station was filled with walkers, everywhere. Carlos looked around to see if Joyce escaped, he just hoped that she had escaped but he saw no sign of it. The walkers began noticing that Carlos had just arrived and began walking towards him and that's when Carlos decided that he needed to go now if he wanted to keep the walkers from invading the hospital. But then he noticed the walker crawling a little ahead of the pack... It was Joyce... Carlos had never seen one of his friends as a walker before so the sight kind of disturbed him. Both of Joyce's legs were completely missing, Carlos wondered if this was his fault. He did so much to save Allan from dying that me may have killed Joyce in the process. He broke her crutches and took away her weapon so that she was completely defensless against the walkers, she must've felt so helpless as they surrounded the gas station while she could do nothing to stop it. Carlos ran away crying, crying for the first time since this whole epidemic had started. What if Allan didn't pull through? What if everything he did was for nothing and all he did in the process was kill Joyce?
Would Carlos be able to live with himself?
There's a murderer among them. With all of the people that they've seen murdered in the last month and a half you'd think that they wouldn't be as scared by the idea of one of them being a murderer. But they were terrified. Carlos, Allan, and Joyce were scared for who it might be and Jemima was scared for her own life; she would need to think of something quickly to get herself out of this one. The group decided that no one was going to leave the gas station until they found out who the murderer is. They were all rattling their brains. Joyce thought it might be Jemima because she never liked Anthony very much (She always said he did too many "shenanigans" that could get someone killed one day. She drove this point behind Anthony's back further when Alexandria died). Allan thought it might be Carlos, you hear all the time about cops that go crazy from the stress and murder a homeless guy or his wife or something terrible like that. A zombie apocalypse could definitely add a lot to any stress Carlos had before as a cop. Carlos wasn't sure what to think. He looked around at the Allan and Jemima when Joyce announced that one of them was a murderer and both Allan and Jemima had nearly identical reactions. All of his investigative training told him that meant that neither of them were the killer... But it couldn't be Joyce... Could it? A cop wasn't supposed to fully rely on facial expressions for assumptions on a case but that was a pretty clear one... And if Joyce was a killer than it'd be perfect... Her medical training could help her hide it perfectly... And telling about Anthony's killing could make people think she's innocent so she gets to watch as the other 3 people kill each other... Carlos just couldn't be sure. But before he knew it Joyce and Jemima were yelling at each other. Joyce said that it must be Jemima, she was the only one to've seen Noah and Beth dying but by the time the rest of the group got to them they had already been killed by walkers. Joyce thought it was an easy cover up for any murders she wanted to commit. Jemima told Joyce that Noah was the only one to see Lynette killed and asked Joyce if she thought that Noah was a killer too (Obviously Jemima knew that this was true but she knew that no one would think that there were 2 killers). Allan just wanted everyone to calm down so that this didn't turn into something ugly that got the wrong person killed. Joyce and Jemima both took their turns yelling at Allan and Carlos joined in on the yelling to try and get the other 2 to stop. Allan couldn't take it. It was just one rambling screamfest, you couldn't understand anything that anyone was saying. They were yelling just to yell. Jemima knew that this was the only way to keep her safe. Maybe someone else would act heatedly and kill someone else and then that person would be the "obvious" killer. Jemima hated them all and wanted to see them dead. She couldn't take 3 at once. But 2... She could take 2 at once... All they needed to do was kill one of their own... Carlos looked over at the counter Joyce slept on last night. Joyce had the only pillow that she had found in a house while they were traveling. She didnt like resting her head on her backpack at night so she brought the pillow (Even though there was no telling who it belonged to before the epidemic. The thought of which grossed out Allan). Carlos stepped over to her pillow while Jemima and Joyce were still yelling to take a look at it. He flipped over the pillow and saw blood. There was dried blood coming out of Anthony's mouth in the same pattern as the pillow. Carlos held up the pillow and asked Joyce to explain herself. Joyce said that the blood could've been from anything, people in the group were bleeding constantly from wounds and especially the redneck firing from yesterday. Joyce said that it wasn't possibly Anthony's blood. Jemima didn't use Joyce's pillow to smother Anthony, she used a shirt from her bag which also had the same blood stain on it. She wasn't sure how the blood stain on Joyce's pillow got so similar but she was ok with it, this was the leverage she needed. She told Joyce that they were passed coincidence at this point. Jemima told Joyce that she had to present real evidence that it couldn't be her or else. Carlos agreed with Jemima and Allan hesitated because he didn't want to believe Joyce was the killer. But the evidence was very incriminating so he decided to agree with Jemima and Carlos' terms. Joyce had nothing to say, she couldn't believe that Carlos and Allan actually could believe that she would kill Anthony. There was no way to prove that the blood on her pillow wasn't Anthony's blood without a blood test. They would need a whole forensics lab to prove her innocence. Joyce told them that she wasn't going to argue it anymore, if they really believed that she could kill Anthony then they could do what they wanted, but she hoped that they could live with it on their conscience when they real killer makes herself known (She said herself to further drive the point that she believed Jemima was the killer) Joyce had pissed off Jemima for the last time and Jemima told Carlos that she was going to end it. Jemima pulled out her knife and lunged at Joyce, but was immediately held back by Allan. Allan told Jemima that they weren't just going to kill Joyce because she was a killer. They would throw away Joyce's crutches and leave her in the gas station, that way she had no way of following them for at least 2 days before her legs healed, that was plenty of time. Jemima broke Joyce's crutches to pieces while Allan and Carlos left barely enough food and water for her to survive the 2-3 days she'd need to recover. Carlos could tell that Allan wasn't a fan of this but Carlos could see right through Joyce's sympathy plea, it was always a criminal's last resort to tell the cops that they would have to live with a guilty conscience knowing that they sent an innocent man to jail. It was always a bunch of crap. The group moved outside the building and Joyce didn't say a word inside. Carlos went to the bathroom and Allan walked up to the window to give Joyce his final goodbye. He told Joyce that there was still a part of his mind that didn't want to believe that she was the killer but he thought that it was just his emotions to get in the way of the truth. Allan got about halfway through his next sentence when Joyce saw the tip of a knife sticking out of Allan's chest. Jemima thought that with Joyce unable to move or fight and Allan and Carlos seperated would make this the perfect time for her to FINALLY dispose of these bastards. She let Allan fall to the ground as Joyce let out a scream and Jemima began to round the corner into the woods to finish off Carlos. Jemima screamed as well to Carlos and told him that Joyce had a weapon and Carlos began sprinting out of the woods. Jemima lunged at him.
If Allan hadn't taken one of the redneck's pistols and slipped it under his jacket then he might not've been able to save Carlos. His first bullet knocked one of Jemima's knees out and his second one took off her right shoulder. Allan wanted to instantly kill her but he learned that it's a little bit difficult to aim when your on the ground and there's a knife wound through your chest. Carlos stood over Jemima as she continued to try and take swings at Carlos' legs. Carlos stomped on the hand holding the knife and asked Jemima who she killed. Carlos was near crying at this point and knew that he had to help Allan but he needed to know who Jemima had killed. Jemima told Carlos about Anthony, Beth, and Noah as Carlos aimed his pistol at her head and right before Carlos could shoot Jemima let him know that she wasn't the only murderer. "Noah was a killer too... We... Helped each other... Lynette... She was his... Noah was as bad as me..."
Carlos stared at Jemima on the ground in awe, he couldn't believe what she was telling him. "You've lied to me for the last time you piece of shit" were the last words that Jemima ever heard out of anyone's mouth. No one would ever know who Noah really was. No one would ever believe who Noah really was.
Carlos ran over to Allan and yelled for him, he saw a tiny response out of him but nothing much. There was so much blood coming out of him... Carlos picked up Allan and began running back towards the woods he was in. Joyce screamed for Carlos to come back because Allan wasn't dead yet. Joyce screamed to Carlos and told him that she could help Allan. Carlos said that he was going to help him more than she could. Carlos was too far away at that point to pick up much of his sentence but the words she did hear were "Valley town... People... Hospital..."
Joyce lay there and hoped that Carlos would return before someone or something else found her... In her mind the same thought kept playing over and over again... "3 people... Only 3... Only 3..."
