Snippet #2373384

Angel followed Sam back to her father, the low moans of the walkers stumbling there way unnerved her. Once they were beside Marcus, she couldn't help but to repeatedly glance around in case one of them got too close. As she looked around, she listened to her father talk. “Okay, look, we've got to get back to the truck." The blonde couldn't help but give her dad a horrified expression. Why did he want them to go towards the walkers? Why not write 'food' across their foreheads and start screaming and dancing? "I know, I know, they're coming right down that way.”

“We can't stay here, and we can't take off on foot up the highway, we don't know what's up there.” Angel would have preferred to go up the highway, but knowing that she had no say in these sorts of matters she kept her mouth shut and continued to glance around. Another walker stumbled over the barrier, making about six of them on their side of the road. She ducked down a bit more so that they wouldn't spot her and turned her attention back to her dad as he told them to go to the truck and wait there if possible while he acted as a distraction. She had hardly noticed either of them touching her shoulder.

She might not like Marcus as much as she should, but she wasn't sure how she felt about the possibility of him getting mauled by the walkers. She wasn't given much time to dwell on it though. He soon left them and killed two of the zombies with his crowbar before yelling at another one.

Angel turned to Sam just as she turned to her. ”Don’t forget what I told you before Angel, I know you’re a strong girl. I need you to grab a gas can and have the… present I gave you before ready. When I tell you to, grab the things and walk beside me." A shaky hand reached over to grab the fuel can, as her other was occupied by gripping the hilt of the knife. She could only pray that all would go well for them.

"Now! Sam grabbed onto Angel and the two sprinted the way they had come, passing by the cr from earlier. Sam stopped suddenly and Angel looked to her, wondering what was wrong. ”Where are they?!they’re not here…!” The blonde could only give her a confused look in return. Were they looking for someone now? "Wh-?"

She was cut off by an unusual snarl and suddenly saw one of the undead children coming towards them, hands reaching out towards her. She stifled a shriek, not wanting to attract any more unwanted attention to them. Another soon appeared at to the left of Angel, blocked only by the car. Sam moved protectively in front of her, holding the gun in front of her but then thinking otherwise. The brunette grabbed the fuel can and hit the child with it when it was within reach, knocking it off balance. Once it was down, Sam grabbed her arm again and started running. Angel didn't need to be told twice to get the heck out of there.

The Ray Bans bounced on her head, but probably wouldn't fall off in her tangle of hair. She glanced behind them and saw the children, walking faster than before after them. But there would be no way that they would catch up to the girls unless something drastic happened.

Angel suddenly fell, her arm being torn away from Sam's grasp. She fell with a thud to the ground and grunted. It was a good thing that Sam had been holding onto the fuel can, or else there wouldn't have been a reason to return to the truck. A tug at her ankle made her turn her head and she saw a lurker pulling at her, laying under a car hidden from view if one was standing. She let out a squeal and started to flail, kicking her foot wildly until it had let go of her. She rolled over on her back and looked in the direction they had come. The two small walkers were closing in. She scrambled to her feet and turned around, bewildered and looking for Sam. It was then that Angel realized she had dropped her knife and bent down quickly to pick it up.