The Crack in the Wall (1)

Auge! 

Boom! 

On some floor of a building, a huge figure was moving in the darkness filled with anger at hearing those noises in the distance. Its height was a little over two meters, its right arm averaged almost the size of half of its lower body and the claws were like sharp knives. 

Its large deformation on the right shoulder, arm and head made it an extremely dangerous creature that no one had ever encountered before. His enormous weight made the ground crackle, and he walked slowly towards that noise that bothered him so much. 

Roar!!!

...

After quickly fixing the rope, the rest of the people also slipped in with the things Abraham was carrying in his backpack. 

After everyone arrived safely, Airon saw the rope tied to the other end and after thinking about how to retrieve the rope he began to shake it again and again. After some difficulty, Airon was able to fully retrieve the rope. 

The women who did not know Airon very well were surprised, but now was not the right time to talk about unnecessary things, Airon who did not have the mask nor the others noticed their stares. 

"The training to be soldiers with class 2 authority can do that and more, it's no big deal." 

When they all arrived at this building, they felt a relief run through their body, and then they all approached the roof door to try to enter the building. 

As a result, they only heard a creak, but the door didn't move at all, it was locked! 

Michonne the lock-picking expert was gone, but they had a T-dog who had learned that mastery and they all watched silently. 

T-dog quickly realized that everyone was looking at him without saying a word, and he quickly felt a little bad and said, "It's not that I know how to open doors because I'm black, I know how to open doors since it's a skill I was good at when I learned it..." 

The more T-dog talked, the more people who didn't know him thought that this man had a dark past. But T-dog who realized this quickly changed his words, "Well, I used to have to break into old people's houses since the door was locked, since I didn't know how to open the doors I entered through the windows and it's a very good thing that you guys should learn..." 

"T-dog, don't talk anymore..." Daryl looked at this big man and told him he better concentrate on opening the doors. 

"It always happens to me, damn it." 

Under everyone's gaze, T-dog approached the door with some special tools to open it with ease. 

Rick couldn't help but remember old times, he stepped aside and gestured that everyone was backing T-dog, and watched that big man fiddling in front of the door for a while. 

Click! 

When T-dog opened the door in less than a minute, he turned his head to the others and said, "I've never opened a door so fast, this is my record speed." 

Everyone smiled as they breathed a sigh of relief, but after T-dog tried to push the door open a creak was heard. 

Boom! 

The scene in front of them once again left everyone a little surprised, the inside of the door was actually locked by a thick iron chain. 

"Fuck!" 

Seeing nothing, Daryl slammed the door bitterly, making a crackling sound again. 

And from the dark shadow behind the door, a walker suddenly jumped out, and half of its face was pressed against the door opening. 

Then one, two and finally more than a dozen walkers slowly gathered inside the door, their fingers still wriggling in the crack of the door, trying to grab the food that was only a step away from them. 

Except for Airon, everyone was a bit discouraged, not expecting to be stuck upstairs after working for so long on their oh-so-perfect escape. 

"Why don't we go back?" 

Carol seemed to be worried about something and retreated, but Airon continued to watch the building on the other side.

"Airon don't think about it, it's a dead end!" 

Daryl looked at the building next to him, which was obviously much taller than this building they were in, and reminded him in a deep voice. 

In his opinion, it was impossible to replicate things as they were now, and the only way out now was to go back to the building, kill all the walkers, and then go back the same way. 

"Does anyone remember the people outside?" Airon turned his head and looked at the group, then picked up his radio and said, "Zz... George, come up through the building and they'll be watching us on the roof." 

"Zz... We're getting there, there were some pesky walkers in the way that slowed us down but we're there now." 

After a few seconds, the door to the smaller building that was connected to the building they had jumped from suddenly opened, George, Michonne, Rosita and two more soldiers arrived with special equipment. 

"Zz... I don't think the shot will reach the building they're in, if I'm right they jumped from the building right next to it, so the higher building will be the one for them to jump to." 

As George said this, he pulled out a homemade hook gun and pointed it at the tallest building that Airon planned to jump from. After pulling the trigger, the gas was expelled and a hook came out at high speed. 

After the hook was fixed on the tallest building, George told Rosita to shoot at the glass that hadn't completely shattered so there would be no problem getting there. 

"Zz... Sir, I'll jump towards that building and then with the hook gun I'll shoot towards the building they're in." 

Airon watched as everything was easily resolved so he calmly waited for George to get to the building he wanted to jump into to rid the building full of walker class runners. 

... 

"By God, those tools are just like in the movies. I was always sure a spiked weapon didn't exist, how exciting." 

They all watched as George smashed the glass on a lower floor where he had landed and signaled to Airon to move so they wouldn't get hurt by the hook. 

Auge! 

"Perfect, it's hooked George!" Shouted Rick as he secured the rope, then grabbed some tools to slide down with. 

"Start climbing down, no need to slow us down" 

Airon signaled them all to start climbing down, meanwhile he walked around the building observing the large terrain in the surrounding area. They hadn't found anything useful, their purpose on this trip was to get the power back in the prison since it was all cut off after the world went downhill. 

Abraham walked beside him and said, "This trip is full of interesting events, I don't know what the hell you're risking so much for but I like it." 

Airon smiled and said, "At least we have those in common, we like strong emotions." 

But just as Abraham was about to laugh, a vibration was felt from under his feet, as if some loud thumps were heard. 

"What's that?" Abraham asked with a cold expression. 

"Give me your mags, I need them all." Airon looked at Abraham who had also looked at the door from where the walker's hands were sticking out. 

The door was in perfect condition, hard and strong and it shouldn't be able to fall. But the wall that held the door was cracking, as if it was about to break. 

"No, we must hold on while the others go down!" Abraham balked at Airon's idea. 

"I need time, if I take on those walkers and have to take care of those inexperienced people, we'll come out of this situation very badly." 

Like a tough man, Abraham understood what Airon was doing and handed him the P90's magazines as he watched as fewer and fewer people were left to jump.