Chapter 5

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A van and a police car moved on the road.

*kshhh... No response yet?...*

*kshhh… Tried to contact anyone on the Emergency Channel, but nothing, …*

*kshhh… Too bad, but we should hurry, the earlier we reach there the better…*

"*Sigh*...Damn, I get a bad feeling the closer we get to Atlanta, hmm?" Logan sighed with annoyance, but he can't shake the bad feeling he got right now, mostly his gut telling him it's a bad idea to go to Atlanta, suddenly he noticed Rick car's slowing until it stopped and Rick stepped out, he too stopped.

"Ran out of fuel?" Logan asked as he looked at Rick.

"Yeah, I don't suppose you have some fuel to spare? " Rick could only be ashamed that he didn't keep tabs on the fuel tank.

"Unfortunately there's barely enough, you can ride with me, thought we may have to abandon some stuff to empty the seat." Logan offered, but Rick shook his head.

"We can't leave these things, let's check that house we may find something." Rick refused and pointed toward the sole house beside the road.

Rick found a Horse there, owner apparently committed suicide after writing 'God Forgive Us' using his own blood on the wall, Rick handed him the bags Logan gave him back, who tied them again on the van roof, while he took his sheriff bag of guns on his back and decided to ride the horse after putting a rein on it.

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"Say Rick, don't you think this place looks pretty much abandoned for a place that should house a Refugee Center?" Logan said from his window, they were going a bit slow for his taste, but that's not something he cared much about.

"...Refugee Center should be set at the center of the city, these parts may have been abandoned. Can we try there first?"  Rick asked, after thinking about it, Logan suggested.

"How about we separate? I have my van for cover, but you? I can attract most of the walkers, keeping them off your back. we can still communicate with Walkie." Logan suggested.

"That works too I guess, stay safe." Rick thought about it and finally agreed, with Logan taking the lead.

Logan increased his speed a bit as he gained distance from Rick. The place is weird, a lot of abandoned cars on the highway on the side which lead outside of the city, 'like a mass evacuation from the city, not the opposite' Logan thoughts.

"Too many scorched marks all around, burned vehicles, the place is too quiet… it's like there was a war in this place, even tank shells can't cause that kind of damage, it's like they bombed this place…" Logan calmly observed this place more as he moved.

He passed by a burned bus and two walkers came out and started going after the van,

"Alright, let's make a way for the Sheriff." Logan said as he continued to drive slowly making any walkers in the vicinity follow him. Reaching an intersection, he noticed an abandoned Tank with the corpse of a soldier on top of it, some walkers looming around it. 

*Whistle Whistle!!*

""ghurgh....oghrgh...."

He whistled to gain their attention which, and they began to make their way toward him, he waited patiently as the walkers both on his back and left got closer he started drive forward as he took the walkie,

*kshhh….Rick, you there?...*

*kshhh… Yes, did you find anything ahead?....*

*kshhh…I did, keep moving until you reach an intersection. There is an abandoned tank to the left. I just passed by it, I drew the Walkers along…*

*kshhh…Thanks for clearing the way, be careful…*

*kshhh…Copy that…*

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I led the Walkers, as their numbers increased, just after five minutes and there were more than fifty already, suddenly I started hearing a faint noise, it was the noise of a helicopter.

*kshhh…Logan! Do you hear or see a Helicopter in the sky!?!...*

*kshhh…I hear, but can't see, you shouldn't go after it, the noise may draw walkers, I kinda have more than fifty walker on my a*s right now…*

*kshhh…sorry, this Helicopter may be a military and if I found where it was going, it may lead me to the Refugee Center faster, stay safe…* 

"He didn't wait for my response…*sigh*...this sh*it isn't gonna end well, is it?" Logan said in a tired voice, as he sighed

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BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!....BANG!

"I just knew it, hope Rick doesn't have anything to do with this, but knowing Murphy? It probably does" Logan started to get irritated but he calmed himself and took the walkie.

*kshhh… Rick, are you there?...*

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*kshhh… Rick?… Hello?…*

"*sigh*...alright, let's get rid of this son of b*tches, and find that damned idiot before he get himself devoured." Logan stopped the van, stepped out carrying his Kopis and axe.

""Grughgh! GHUGHRGH!!!""

Logan raised his leg and spartan kicked the closest one toward another two making them fall, then started butchering all the walkers around him.

SLASH! SPLASH!! SPLASH!!

"It may be easy to kill them, but it's hard getting used to this smell" Logan said as he spat out, the horrible smell assaulting his nose, his shirt gained some blood stains here and there, with a bit on his head

Logan only took a less than a minutes, in that time he Cut. Pierced. Ripped, even Crushed the walkers around him, but out of nowhere,

BANG BANG! BANG BANG BANG!!!...

"This has to be Rick, that idiot, He may as well ring the dinner bells with all the noise he's making" Logan shook his head in annoyance as he walked back to his van.

*kshhh....*

getting a signal on his Walkie, he took it and tried again to speak with Rick

*kshhh….Rick! Are you there!?!…*

*kshhh…Logan! I'm sorry! I was stuck in that tank a while ago, but someone helped me out, then we ran in an alley and climbed a ladder there ...*

As Logan was about to respond, Rick quickly informed him.

*kshhh… Oh sh*t! We have to move, some walkers are slowly climbing the ladder somehow, I will contact you when we are in a bit safer place…*

*kshh…Got it, just hurry up…*

"..." Logan could only put a palm on his face, "

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<Early on Rick's end>.

Rick was riding the horse unhindered into the city until he reached the tank Logan pointed to, where he heard the noise of a helicopter.

At first he couldn't see it, but he saw its silhouette on one of the windows of a skyscraper going in a certain direction.

"HEYAAH!" *NEIGH!*

Rick decided to head toward its direction, in hope to find the Refugee Center.

The first turn he took proved that the decision to try and follow the helicopter was stupid, as he meet with a large horde of Walkers.

The horse started freaking out, its instincts screaming danger, Rick tightened his hold on the rein as he turned the horse fast and gave it a nudge to gallop as fast as possible.

Soon he realized that he was again cornered by walkers coming from the way he came in, Walkers came from all sides.

The horse tried to back away, but it was quickly surrounded, and Rick was thrown off the horse which was overpowered by the sheer numbers of Walkers, the poor horse fell as the walkers climbed over it, started tearing a hole in its body with their hands.

NEIGH! NEIIGHHH!!!

The horse was Neighing in pain and shake violently as they ripped its body open and start to eat it.

While most walkers went after the horse, some of them went after Rick, who kicked one that was about to leap at him away. He started crawling under the tank, he was surrounded as Walkers crawled toward him from all sides.

In a last effort, he pulled his Colt Python and started shooting them. 

BANG! BANG!! BANG BANG BANG!!!

Seeing more crawling over the dead one made him feel dispear, he putting the gun on his head, "Lori, I'm sorry." But then noticed the escape hatch open, he quickly entered and closed it.

In his panic he backed away until he rested on the back of the tank, but he almost jumped in surprise seeing the corpse beside him but quickly calmed when it was not moving, noticing a gun holstered on the corpse he quickly took it, he sighed but he stopped as the apparently not-dead corpse opened its eyes and looked at him as it was about to reach out he put the gun on its chin and shot. 

BAANNNGGGG!!!

Big mistake, the gunshot echoed inside the tank and made his ears hurt as he almost fell unconscious but held himself.

Standing with some difficulty his head hurt as if 'hundreds of church bells' ringing right inside his ears. He tried to get rid of the noise, and in a rush decided to come out from the upper hatch which was open.

Looking out he took in the scene around him, but was quickly surrounded by the walkers and could only get back inside while closing the hatch behind him. 

Rick sat there beside the now dead Walker, collecting his thoughts, as he found his situation hopeless.

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*kshhh… Hey you… dumba*s…you in the tank, cozy in there?...*

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[I released early today because I had time to spare, I will try to finish with Atlanta and get to the camp in the next chapter, If you see any mistakes I will be grateful if you point them, if you got any idea on how to improve the story be sure to comment them. See you next time!