[u][b]Floyd - Boundless[/b][/u] As much as he tried, as fast as he had ran, he didn't make it. He didn't even get to see her face, only her outline. Floyd had hit the ground faster than the bullet had grazed his leg. A decent amount of skin had been torn off of his thigh. It burned drastically, worse than Georgia's blistering sun rays. Her screams continued to travel the surface of his soul. It echoed through his eardrums as if she was still in grasp, but it had been about ten minutes since she was taken. Still on the ground, Floyd's eyes were dimming as timed passed, but his intention to save her wouldn't allow him to pass out. With his remaining strength, which was slim, he used his fist to push himself up. When he got on all fours, meaning his knees and hands, he noticed a figure heading his way. His blurred vision didn't let him capture the image fully, it was obscure. At first it seemed that it didn't have a stagger in its walk, it seemed......human. But once it got close enough to smell and visualize, it was a walker. Floyd tried to get up, but his leg went against his wishes, forcing him to involuntarily fall on his back. The walker tripped over the mud and fell on top of Floyd, attempting to much at his face. Floyd used his forearm to prevent such demise. His right forearm was placed on the walker's neck, preventing it from tilting its head forward and jerking its teeth into his face. In order to ensure survival, he pulled out his knife from the small sheath connected to his belt and stabbed the walker through the eye, reaching its brain. From a distance, meaning, coming out of the woods, Floyd could hear an addition of multiple moans. The sound was getting closer to his location, meaning the walkers were most likely going to be crowding him soon. Floyd grunted in pain as he started dragging himself to the other side of the tracks. He was hauling the put-down walker with him, he had an idea that may ensure his survival. As he reached his destination, which really hadn't been but a couple feet from where he already lay, he used the bandanna hanging from his back pocket to tie it around his wound, to prevent further bleeding. It seemed a decent chunk of his skin and muscle might have been torn off by the bullet. As the moans got closer and closer, Floyd used his knife to cut the walkers chest open. Its blood started pouring onto the ground. The black blood reminded him of the loneliness he'd endured and is still enduring. He splashed the blood with his hands, then basically bathing himself in it. He would use the walker's stench as camouflage. In addition to that tactic, he laid down and pulled the walker over his own torso, the walker now laying on top of him for extra cover. That's when walkers started exiting the woods. That gunshot and the screams probably called them here. The roamed around the tracks, not going anywhere, but just walking around the perimeter. One walker actually came two feet from Floyd, but just stared into space as its arms hung loosely from its shoulders. Floyd would have to stay like so until they decide to move on. Again he was forced into an eternal isolation. [u][b]Eli - Haywood - Jessalyn[/b][/u] Nobody spoke to the pregnant girl for an entire hour. The travel had been decently long so far, and in addition to that, they had to travel one more hour in this dark realm. The men's grasp were loosening up, but still held the girl captive and unable to run away. If she decided to kick or scream, she would get a beating that may injure the child inside her. But the silence bored the black man, he liked to speak, he liked attention. Therefore, it was time for him and the girl to introduce themselves to each other. "So, what's your name kid? An-" he was about to ask yet another question, when a confused look ran over his face. The group had stopped at what seemed a street. There It was a three way street, left, right, or straight on the path they had been going for a while. But the confusion wasn't because of their location, but because a thought came to mind about the girl that stood before him. "Why would a young kid like you be hangning out with a monster like Floyd? Huh? I was wondering the entire time before we saved you from him. I can't believe you actually slept with the guy and are currently having his child, Wow! That's insane. Haha. He forced you to didn't he? You were just his booty call. Anyhow, your safe now, you don't have to put up with his demands anymore. I knew Conlon way before the incident. Let me tell you, he......was......an......ASS! He didn't have any friends! What kind of person isolates themselves from all of society? Hahaha, a freak, that's who. Well, I sold him the cabin he used to live in. Can you believe it was in the middle of the woods? So weird. But that's what he gets isn't it? Being alone for so long doesn't get you anywhere. Not now, not before, not ever. That's why he's probably walker food by now. I shot him to protect you miss, don't think otherwise. Now were just waiting for our ride, we've got a camp a couple miles from here. We scout the area every night for survivors like yourself. We take them into our camp then..................." he paused. He had his arms up to his sides as if saying 'you already know what happens next'. "So yeah. You'll have a decent room to yourself, water, food. We supply all that, all you've gotta do is help us around camp. Then it's time for the businessmen to step in." "Sir, your not suppose to talk about that to strangers remember" one of the men holding Jess spoke out. "Oh crap, did it come out? Oh well, don't worry about it. She doesn't understand anyway, but let's not freak her out. But the main point of this chat is that you'll be safer with us and wont have to put up with the outside world anymore. You don't have to worry miss, were taking you to Haywood" he finished as suddenly, out of nowhere, a black van came out of the right road. Inside were the men from earlier, the ones that separated at the tracks. "Let's get going now, there's a lot of things to get done back at home" Eli instructed as his men forced Jessalyn into the van. After Eli himself got in, the van continued down the road in a straightaway, going left from their original path.