#3

Kylie looked down at the other girl, frowning, she pitied the other women. Kylie crouched down next to Camella, rubbing her shoulder in a comforting way. "Don't worry" Kylie said to Camella, not knowing if the other girl could even hear her. "Once we are all safe your leg will be patched up." The last thing Kylie wanted was for the girl to die of shock or something. Kylie then looked up at Oskar, watching as he rooted around in the car. She hoped that he would be able to get the car working. The hoard was approaching faster and faster. She knew Hannah didn't have enough bullets to kill them all. 

She jumped a bit when she heard Oskar say her name, she almost smiled despite the circumstance. "Yes...my name is Kylie." She slowly stood up, looked Oskar in the eye. Kylie swallowed nervously, hoping he would believe what she was about to say. "I...I promise it's not a zombie bite." She would have turned by now...right? "I can show it to you later, it's not bad enough for treatment right now. We need to get Camella safe and fix up her leg." She crouched back down, rubbing Camella's shoulder. 

She figured she might as well quickly tell him what had happened while he tried to fix the car. "My old group...my old camp...we uh...had a bunch of bear traps around it to keep raiders and walkers away." Kylie smiled softly for a moment, recalling her friends. "Two days ago I was messing around with some of my friends when my leg got caught in one of them." Kylie winced as she said this, as if recalling the pain. "My group was able to get it off my leg, but it didn't have enough time to heal before I uh..." She decided to leave the raider attack out of her story. "And yeah now I'm here."