A year had passed since that fateful day and the hope that Jason could be alive faded with ti.
Rachel moved on with her life but she didn’t find another partner to take his place in her bed.
Lillian had grown so much to the point that she was no longer a lanky teenager but had chosen to add so muscles.
Bella never returned but they were aware that she had joined the Specters and allied with Mariam.
The community survived that fateful night and there was no explanation as to why the zombies suddenly retreated because of this; it wasn’t in their place to question it but what was stranger was the fact that the zombies couldn’t be found in that area.
The area was safe and Mariam couldn’t place her fingers around it but she knew that it was sothing rare.
Jason was presud dead, there was no way he could survive this as there were a lot of bodies that weren’t found so Jason wasn’t an exception naturally.
Allison’s disappearance was treated as a casualty as well considering it happened on the sa night as the zombie attack.
Shantel had grown quite popular in the community, not because of her looks but her contribution, she grew closer with Rachel and Lillian as well.
Rachel felt alone because everyone she ca here with had suddenly disappeared except her sister.
It was all taken from her in the blink of an eye, reminding her that everything in this world was even more temporary.
"Sister, are you okay? You should get ready..." Lillian said, dressed in her traditional baggy clothes but she had grown out her hair and was slightly taller than she was a year ago.
This was growth but Rachel had beco a shell of herself, she was just as beautiful but there was sothing dull about her aura.
"I’m fine, I didn’t get enough sleep last night..." Rachel responded.
"You’re still having that dream?" Lillian asked, stopping what she was doing to give her sister her undivided attention.
"Hahaha! I’m fine, it was just one of those nights,* Rachel brushed it off, knowing it wasn’t her sister’s responsibility to worry about her.
She was the younger sister for a reason.
"If you say so," Lillian dropped it because she knew her sister didn’t want to talk about it and it wasn’t in her place to pressure her into spilling but Rachel has been acting weird ever since Jason disappeared.
The nightmare she kept having was a voice calling out for help but the mont she turned around to save them, she woke up.
Every goddamn ti to the point that it was frustrating her but Rachel knew that was no doubt Jason’s voice.
What if he was waiting for her to save him and she was nowhere to be found?
She couldn’t dwell on this too much and had to get ready to carry on with her day.
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Two months ago, Clentine had gotten closer to finding Sam than she ever had been
The fact that he managed to evade her for so long only showed just how good he was but there was sothing strange, it was almost like Sam was getting sloppier and this was why she could find his trail.
This was unlike Sam but Clentine knew for a fact that it was Sam that she was following.
Day and night, without rest, she followed him diligently, the journey taking a toll on her physical appearance as eye bags had beco a prominent feature on her youthful face.
But all of this paid off because Clentine finally found Sam. Sam was a ss, his hair was unkempt with dirt changing his hair colour.
Clentine didn’t recognize the man before her but neither did Sam.
"Who the fuck are you?" Sam asked, pointing a rusted knife in her direction.
Clentine didn’t know why he was always on the move when he could have found sowhere to set up camp for a couple of days/weeks but he just kept walking but to where?
"It’s , Clentine," Clentine responded, thinking that Sam didn’t recognize her because of her changed appearance.
"Clentine?" Sam repeated like this was the first ti he had heard that na in his life.
"Sam, what’s wrong with you?" Clentine asked.
"My na is Sam and your na is Clentine..." Sam repeated, there was clearly sothing wrong with him but when he said those words, his eyes sparked to life almost like his brain was just activating.
"A-Are you real!?" Sam shouted; the hostility in his voice told Clentine this wasn’t a rhetorical question.
"I-I am real, Sam!" Clentine responded, her heart was pounding because she couldn’t believe she had found him.
It has been close to two years since she last saw him and there was a drastic change in Sam’s personality.
"Clentine?" Sam questioned, his eyes seeing her as he walked towards her, hand outstretched.
"It is , Sam," Clentine responded, tears welling up in her eyes as she carefully walked towards Sam, cautious because she didn’t wish to startle him.
Being alone for so long must have taken its toll on him and she could only imagine what he had been through but she was here.
She wasn’t ever going to let him go but Sam soon collapsed, she could only imagine it was from exhaustion but she noticed sothing slip out of his pocket when she caught his body from hitting the ground.
"Huh?" Clentine muttered to herself because she recognized this fragnt, it was the sa fragnt that Jason had consud that day but there was a difference, this one had lost its colour. It was like a dying lightbul or a fire but Clentine’s knowledge of this fragnt was limited but she was smart enough not to touch it with her hands.
Sam had been exposed to this fragnt for over a year, there was no telling what mutation had occurred within him.
But there was one thing she was certain about, the fragnt had sothing to do with Sam’s current state.
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