Walking Dead Carl Gets Shot In The Eye 소설 & 이야기

Closing her eyes wasn't the problem, opening them was. "code red! Code red!! The subject is out again, with the doctor. And-. " "Lucas charged at him before he finished talking, and ripped him into pieces, clawing his heart out." " what's going on? Lucas? Where are you?" "I'm right here. Just try to keep your eyes closed, please." He pleaded. He carried her, running with his full wolf speed then he paused and dropped her. "okay, I think something is wrong, how are we moving so fast? I can barely breath. I still cannot open my eyes now?"

As I continued to stare in confusion, unaware of where I am or who I am, the old men's attention were drawn towards me, they looked at me like I was an alien then one of them managed to blurt out. "Are you okay? you've been sleeping for days. We thought you was dead." I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black.

CARLISLE We followed the sounds of the heavy gunshots to find them. “His pulse is faint. Carlisle, drive faster!” I was driving as quickly as I could but I couldn't go any faster. This kind of car was not meant for places like this and I had no idea that this was where we were coming. “Please hurry up, he's not opening his eyes anymore. There's so much blood.” Elinna was crying, Gomez was freaking out and I was wishing that I could fly.

"You'll regret this, all of you!" Marcos simply watched, his expression unreadable. "Take her bag," he commanded, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. Amelia swiftly relieved Isabella of her bag. "Let's see what our birthday girl is hiding," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice as she unzipped the bag. Amelia opened the side and seeing papers and Isabella's custom made Beretta. Amelia whistled, distracted by the gun. "You sure are prepared," she commented, hefting the weapon. "But you won't be needing this where you're going."

Callie and Dan suddenly appeared in the doorway, both wearing vicious expressions. Each of them held a gun they had stripped from a zombie. “Xavier, didn’t expect this, did you?” Dan sneered. “Since the zombies have surrounded Ruth, tell me, who’s going to save you?” Callie’s face twisted even further. “You b*tch! I’m going to carve up that pretty face of yours and throw you outside to feed the zombies!” I looked calmly at the dark barrels pointed at me and asked, “Are you sure you want to do this? If Ruth comes back, you’ll die a very ugly death.”

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

“And I’m glad it wasn’t you who got shot.” “Whoever shot Fred, I’ll make sure they pay,” he said, looking deeply into her eyes to ensure she heard his message clearly, “even if that person is you.” He began to walk away from her. He approached Vladir, feeling his chest burn as if his heart were a ticking time bomb, stopped beside Vladir, and then disappeared. Carlota remained silent, digesting the information. After a few minutes, she walked the same path back and left the hospital.

Kelvin kept on punching the man who tried blocking it. The man suddenly pushed Kelvin away and rushed up to his gun, which had fallen earlier, picking it up and firing at Kelvin, who lowered his head when the gunshot sounded loud. Kelvin, seeing he was harmed, then slowly raises his head, wanting to see what happened, only to see the man bleeding, having been shot from behind directly in the head. Kelvin looked closer to see Carl rushing up to him with a gun in his hands. “You killed him?” Kelvin asked curiously as he picked up his gun from the floor.

“Good. I’ll tell the men to move.” I reach for my phone, fast, and dial. Drew’s voice slices through again. “What the fu—! Lance, wait. I think Carl's called some backup.” My head jerks up. “What?” “There’s a car in view. Not moving forward. Just… on standby.” “Shit.” I hiss. I grab the binoculars from him without asking, slam them against my face, scanning fast. Carl’s outside the warehouse now. He's already seen his men, dead. And… he's dialing someone.

Here I am, standing right Infront of Tyler's target room, I didn't know if he was angry at me or not, I didn't know what to expect, but I was quite positive of the outcome of my visit. Opening the door slowly, the sound of gunshots was almost deafening, Tyler had this big goggles over his eyes as he concentrated on the target- wait a minute- is that- Carlos? The man looked so thin and dead, but he was alive, shaking in fear, he looked, miserable... Soon enough, Tyler looked in my direction, but he looked away- and just as quick as he looked away, he glanced at me again, this time, his eyes was dead wide in shock, like he couldn't believe I was actually standing there.