Recoils Backwards, Tripping Over His Feet And Landing On His Back With A Loud Crash As He Attempted To Break His Fall With A Table, But Instead Broke The Table
Molly was out and about, climbing rooftops with her ice pick to avoid being caught by the dead roaming the city.
Molly rubbed her grumbling belly and let out an exhausted sigh.
“There isn’t anything here . . “
“The name Lee sounds kinda familiar . . .” She says to herself, barely able to remember the events that happened months ago with Lee’s group.
Her thoughts were mainly filled with how she was going to scrounge up enough food to last her the day.