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All Hope Is Gone
I do not own The Walking Dead/Plot/Characters. However I do own the characters Anastasia/Dana/Lincoln.
This is simply a Fan Fiction written story.
Stuck in a cupboard Anastasia hears voices. They weren't the familiar moans of the undead as they shuffled around a world that was now there's.
No.
These were voices that talked from the lips of people that walked instead of limped. Her breath catches in her throat and a little hope blooms in the pit of her chest.
But with a terrible secret will these new survivors accept her?
This is simply a Fan Fiction written story.
Stuck in a cupboard Anastasia hears voices. They weren't the familiar moans of the undead as they shuffled around a world that was now there's.
No.
These were voices that talked from the lips of people that walked instead of limped. Her breath catches in her throat and a little hope blooms in the pit of her chest.
But with a terrible secret will these new survivors accept her?
- They Dropped Like Flies
- A Need To Know
- What Have I Done?
- Settlement
- The Obscene And Unclean
- Sour Notes
- Survival
- Heat and Silence
- Can We Talk?
- In The Wind
- The Back Of You
- Cold. Dark. Hopeless.
- Broken
- Swamped
- Chaos Theory: Part I
- Chaos Theory: Part II
- Hell Fire
- On The Road Again
- Hands
- Broken and Shattered