Pilot (TSD)

In Schatzen-Safe-Zone, 19 year Sophie stared at the massive horde of walkers outside the walls. They were still there, gnashing their teeth and banging repeatedly. If this kept up, the walls would be down in an hour. Luke climbed up the ladder to join her.

”what a beautiful day!”

”Stop being a smart ass. They’re still keeping on.”

They stood in silence for a moment, as the dead continued to moan.

”We need to sacrifice someone.”

”Um, Okay?.....Sophie-“

”I’m serious. We need to escape from the herd. While they’re distracted we can lead the others out.“

”Are you crazy? We are NOT doing that!“

”Better 1 die then 68.”

He thought for a moment. Regret filled his eyes. He then got a hold of himself and loaded his pistol.

”Who should I get?”

Tyson woke up. It was still raining at the Hanesborough Safe-Zone....for the fourth day in a row. Sighing, he tried to go back to sleep. His boyfriend, Zachary, lay beside him, groaning in his sleep. Tyson got out of bed and pulled on a t shirt and some jeans.

“Come back to bed,” Zach murmured, rubbing Tyson’s chest. “I’m hungry.”“Not going to happen. Go back to sleep,” he replied shortly.

”Where are you goin‘?”

”Nowhere?”

"You don’t put a gun in your pocket when your going nowhere.”

Tyson snickered.

"I’m going for a walk. See you later.”

Tyson walked out on the front porch, snagging his raincoat off the rocking chair. He then walked outside as the rain pounded on his head. Being the leader of Hanesborough was not very fun. But the zone‘s previous leader, Brian, had gotten big a month ago. He had told Tyson to take over, moments before his death. Many of the residents disagreed with Brian‘s decision, but obeyed his final words.

“Tyson!”

Elizabeth jogged after him. He cringed. Elizabeth was a naggy girl who always was asking him about random things. Tyson ignored her, but she caught up.

”Ty, I have some bad news.”

”What.”

”There’s a hole in the wall.”

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