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"Oh, yeah.." she waved a hand, "There's a bunch of them in the lot near here- and I'm a pretty good hot-wirer.. if that's a thing.'

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She brightened up, “There’s one of them jus’ outta town. Like, ten minutes away- five by car.”

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"A year now, I reckon.." she sighed, 'You lose track, after a while."

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She tried to get to her feet on her own and squeaked, "N- nuh." She shook her head, a shooting pain going up her back as she slumped against the door again, swallowing thickly.

She sniveled, wiping her eyes, “I- I’m s- sorry.” She whimpered through her tears, “I j- just wanted to he- help.” She winced, clamping her hand around her bite, looking up at him, nodding slowly when he mentioned Emma.

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"South-- t'Pacific Playland." She suddenly brightened up, "s'the best place on earth-- and no zombies."

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"Dead." Little Rock muttered, looking at the ground.

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"Thirteen in two days."

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Amy slowly got herself into a sitting position on the floor, and peeked up at the girl. “Hey! Aren’t you like… twelve or something?”

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LR Nodded, slowly, a labored action. She licked her lips, "D- didn't.. I wasn't fast enough." She admitted, closing her eyes, "H- hurts."

Emma heard her name being called, rushing at the desperate tone in the young girls voice. She came down the stairs, heart stopping as she saw the blood. No. No more dead kids…no more people she loved and cared for turning into those. She didn’t even want to think of how Tallahassee would react.

 ”Little Rock…” She came down the last few steps, crouching next to her. “You were bit…?” 

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She bit her lip, and glanced out the window, "You got a gun?"

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She sniveled, wiping her eyes, "I- I'm s- sorry." She whimpered through her tears, "I j- just wanted to he- help." She winced, clamping her hand around her bite, looking up at him, nodding slowly when he mentioned Emma.

He had just gotten back and was loading supplies when he heard the young girls cries. He dropped what he was holding and quickly made his way to her. He found her, leaning against the door. “Little Rock?” He right away noticed the blood on her side. “Little Rock, ya okay?” He bent down by her. She could be playing…  Don’t fuck with yourself. She wouldn’t do that to you, not again. He thought to himself. He cleared his throat. “Come on, let’s get ya to Em, she can fix this.”

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Little Rock whined- this was not one of her family. 

She looked at the boy and swallowed, "Wh- where are they?" She squeaked, hoping he knew.

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Finn had just gotten done slicing up some zombies with his sword, kinda confused as to where they all came from, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. He wished Jake were here, it’d make things a little easier. He was resting in what seemed to be a zombie-free building, so he nearly jumped a foot in the air when some girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere, collapsing in front of him. At first he thought she was another zombie, but she was definitely alive. Well, for now. Concern swept over the boy’s expression as he rushed over and knelt down beside her. "Woah! What happened? Er…" He realized that was probably a stupid question.

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Little Rock had just been trying to help. She'd gone out alone to look for some things everyone needed, but it had gotten too out of hand for the girl. She had.. She'd been bitten. Stumbling through the door, LR Held her side, eyes screwed up tight, in pain; she was already feeling hot and weird. 

She was turning, and it was faster than the regular infection.

"Wichita? Emma?" She called desperately, collapsing against the door, letting her back slide down the wood, "Tallahassee? Columbus? Anyone?" 

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Little Rock nodded slowly, smiling. Everything was.. well, it was going back to normal- slowly, but surely. "Say, are the Twinkies done yet?" She asked; she was impatient, and they smelt good.

Emma watched her, smiling a little as she did so. Emma took the pen from her and wrote ‘Lemon soap’, followed by ‘a camera and specific camera printer’. Emma looked over at her after writing this. “Not like we can go into a walmart and have these developed now, right?” That way, given the right paper, Little Rock could just go nuts taking photos.

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"Screw you, I'm not stiff. I can have fun."

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"Sheesh, you zombie apocalypse survivors are stiffer than the guys you fear."

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"Way to go!"

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"Luckily… I got killer reflexes-" Amy shrieked, throwing herself on the ground.

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"Yeah- with nothin' t'defend y'self with, you're gonna get eaten."

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"Screwed?"

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"Don't apologise- it's pointless now, isn't it?"

'Dead' it was simple as that, one word. “I'm sorry.” Baby said quietly, feeling for the girl. She was so young too. “I don't have anybody either.”

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"Dead." Little Rock muttered, looking at the ground.

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"Good," he stated simply. He looked around them, wary that the walkers might be close. "You alone? Where are your parents?" He asked, a look of concern on his face.