Shane's Smell Saves Me

To my surprise and delight nothing touched me. I kept as still as I could with my eyes shut even though I was already dying. I knew I was infected and it was spreading fast. However, I didn’t wanna get bitten or eaten by any other walker besides the one I had chosen. My love, my Shane Walsh.

I had to admit I was scared to death. Not knowing exactly how many walkers were passing by us and that at anytime one of them might get curious enough to stop and investigate me. By the sound of it there were dozens of them, and they were all heading towards the place we had just recently started calling our home. They were heading towards my friends, my family, and they all might not survive. Not that I wasn’t going to either, but there were people there that didn’t deserve to die.

I started to hear gunshots from down the hill, where the house was. Tears welled up in my eyes knowing this is where it was all going to end for us. It had already ended for Shane; all I wanted was to be with him again.

That was when a groan caught my attention; it was close, almost in my ear. Goosebumps rose on my arms and legs and I shut my eyes tighter. I felt something brush up against my ear. The smell almost made me gag, but I held my breath, praying for the stray walker to go away. Something wet and stringy touched my arm; something I hoped was just hair. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the walker lost interest and joined back with the group. For now, I was safe.

After a couple of minutes the only sound I heard was more gunshots from the house, but up on the hill it was quiet. I opened one eye to make sure that Shane and I were really alone. All seemed clear enough. I lifted my head higher and looked around. Nothing. Now, I had to make one more decision. Did I want to…

Let the Infection Spread and Turn

End It Myself