Thread: Find Me (Styxx & randomname98766789)

Surviving during the apocalypse meant defying death every single day. Specifically, Tara Chambler had defied death multiple times in the recent days and hours of her life. Unconscious and lying on a beach was an undesirable situation even before the outbreak. After the outbreak, though? That was a death sentence. If not walkers, then humans would surely finish the brunette off. A woman named Cyndie ensured that Tara survived. She stumbled upon a village of women but they were not friendly. After multiple attempts to kill Tara, she survived with Cyndies help after swearing to never expose the Oceanside village. With food and water for a few days, Tara started towards the community of Alexandria on foot. Heath must have been dead or missing and it bothered the young woman. Still, she had to keep moving forward. She looked forward to seeing Denise whenever she returned. Maybe Heath was already there and Denise was ready to comfort Tara upon her arrival. Oh boy. Tara was in for a frightening surprise. First, Tara actually needed to make it back home. That was becoming a difficult task in itself but the thought of Denise and all of her friends kept her strong. She camped out in a gift shop, eating the food and consuming the last bit of water that Cyndie had given her. Despite being intelligent and quiet, bullets were used. Taras Smith Wesson Model 17 was empty and tucked away in the back of her jeans, underneath the back of her shirt. The only functioning weapon Tara held other than her hunting knife was a Remington Model 870 confiscated from Oceanside. Even then, only six shells were remaining. Low ammunition, low food, low water, and low energy were nothing new for Tara. Strong and determined, Tara disallowed her will to become broken. The front of the store was clear but she needed to check the back. It was close quarters and if any walkers were inside, she wanted to take them out quietly and swiftly. The shotgun was placed down into a corner of the store with the small backpack she carried. The woman slowly approached the door behind the counter and cash register. Slowly, the brunette pushed open the door and looked inside, shining a flashlight. Everything was clear so far and she had not heard anything yet. That was a wonderful sign. Tara could use a break. However, her luck was changing. At the end of a corridor, she pushed open a small storage room. It was the deepest, furthermost room from the entrance. After pushing the door open, Tara gasped when she saw another woman. She was beautiful and despite the grime and dirt in her hair, the blonde locks were shining brightly. Tara backed away from the entrance until her back pressed against the wall. This other woman looked worse than Tara did. She must have been in bad shape. Everyone was, but something about this woman looked specifically damaged. Hey there my name is Tara. Im not going to hurt you. You just surprised me. I didnt know anyone was inside this store. Although it might be a fatal mistake, Tara tested the waters and showed the stranger an act of good faith. She sheathed the knife back into the side of her jeans and raised her hands slightly, showing nothing but a flashlight. This could end poorly. See? Im not here to hurt you. Everything is alright. Whats your name? Are you with anyone? Tara could see herself extending an invitation for this woman to join Alexandria if the woman was stable and deemed safe.