Carol Peletier (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} carol_peletier) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} marinanova,@ 2015-02-20 19:19:00 |
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| Entry tags: | carl grimes, carol peletier, charlotte charles, kitty pryde (aoa), rose |
311 | Audio / Open
[Anyone living next door to Carol, or on her floor, or maybe even in her building, might have heard the scream. She stared at her face in the bathroom mirror, and then collapsed. When had she died? How long…? Her skin was mottled and rotting. Her eyes were sunken in, and her lips pulled back. She hardly recognized her own face. She was a walker.
How she still had thoughts and could still fumble with her headset, she didn’t know. Maybe she wasn't all the way gone yet. She was too shaken to bother with privacy settings.]
Carl … can you get a gun? A knife. Anything. Get to my apartment as fast as you can.