Thread: Too Far Gone [Ama + Randomname98766789]

Ever the optimist, Tara was not feeling a significant amount of distress. The woman seemed nice. The others were friendly. She only felt disappointed that nobody else that Josh and Maggie knew were present. Though Tara did not personally know these people from the prison, these people were clearly important to the man that helped her survive long enough to hold Angela again. She wanted to see him find his people now that he had found his wife. The deeper they walked, the more relaxed Tara became, unfortunately. It was not until they were surrounded by the armed men and women. They were like vultures, circling them and cornering them. At the mention of dropping all weapons, Tara immediately started to toss down her gun and knives. Fighting would have been a grave mistake. Yet, when Angela stepped in front of her and basically shielded her, Tara wanted to kiss her and slap her at the same time. If something ever happened to Angela risking her life for her, then Tara would not have known what to do. One of the men that approached to remove their weapons and frisk the small group smirked at the pair, clearly noticing Angelas move. I bet you two are feisty pretty ones are always feisty. A dry chuckle left his lips as the mans hands roamed down Taras body. Soon enough, all members had been frisked and they were being directed towards the opposite side of the compound. There was a small train car where they were going to be held. While they were walking, Tara held onto her girlfriends hand. Not only was it for physical support, but emotional support. Tara could not lie she was scared as hell. Yet, just touching Angelas hand made things feel so much better even if they were up shit creek without a paddle. They reached the empty train car and were forced inside with nothing but the clothes on their back. Behind them, the doors closed and locked with receding footsteps. Shit we have to find a way out. Tara stated the obvious, but escape appeared next to impossible. ----------------- It was difficult to explain with words, but Josh felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. When not a single soul from their group was found within the walls of Terminus, Josh felt like something was wrong. As they were given a tour of the place and taken deeper into the sanctuary, he also noted the lack of human presence. If this was a true sanctuary, shouldnt more people be around? When Maggie grabbed his hand, Josh happily laced their fingers together while his eyes scanned the walls. Just before Josh was preparing to express a desire to leave, the men and women of Terminus had the small group surrounded and cornered. Only when they were ordered to drop their weapons did Josh release his wifes hand. Soon enough, all weapons and bags of Joshs belongings were on the floor. Spotting where the guns were located, he stood in between the barrels and Maggie. Taking a bullet for someone was a huge deal. In fact, many liked to believe that he or she would take a bullet for a loved one. When push came to shove, not nearly as many would actually do it. For Josh, taking a bullet seemed like a small deal compared to the things he would do for Maggie. It was not even done with thinking. Stepping up to guard her was like an instinct to him as his hand reached backwards, resting on her arm. After being led to the train car and locked inside, Josh waited until the captors were out of earshot. I have no idea how we get out. The only idea I have is waiting until they open the door again and attack and hope we can grab the guns but thats not exactly the smartest thing to do. While it was discussed, Josh reached down for Maggies hand again. This was a sick game. They just found each other a couple days before only to find themselves back into a hell of a situation that teetered them close to death. Josh had no clue what these people wanted.