Sanctuary
The Walking Dead Fan Fiction
“Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.” ~Jane Howard
The muffler on the hunter green truck had been broken long before the end of the world started, so the girl hears the roaring cry of the engine several seconds before the battle-scarred vehicle pulls up beside her. It veers into the wrong lane in the process of doing so, but the absence of other motorists on the road renders the traffic violation innocuous and irrelevant. The windows are either tinted dark or extremely dirty, or a combination of both. Th