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𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 2 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐇. "You and Daryl go in first, we wanna be as quiet as possible." Rick commented. They nodded and Daryl opened the door and they both slipped in. "You get the right I get left," Samantha suggested and in no time all the Walkers were dead. "This couldn't be the ringing we heard, there's no bell," Samantha sighed. "Fuck." Daryl mustered. "Everyone come in," And saw they hadn't found her. "We'll find her," Lori said for her and everyone. "I'm happy Carol isn't here," Samantha said quietly. Dale, Andrea, and Carol had stayed in the RV. And Samantha was doing better, she had control of her emotions and had her impulse control back. "Me too," Rick said. "Guy's I found something," Shane said from outside. They headed outside.
"It was this building, it's on a loop," Shane said pulling one of the plugs as the bells started going off again. "Another dead end." Rick sighed. "Hey, Carl how's it going?" Samantha asked Carl. "Are we gonna find Sophia?" He asked and she kneeled in front of him. "I hope so, I care for both of you more than you know." She said sincerely. Everyone decided to take a break and Samantha sat in one of the many seats in the church. She stared at the mother Mary, she had been destroyed with graffiti. She hadn't stepped into a church in so long. She spent most of her childhood in a church. She ran her hand over the seat in front of her, the cool wood was nostalgic to her.
She looked down and prayed, she hadn't prayed since she was 10. "Dear whoever, I haven't prayed in years. You should understand, and it might be selfish or egotistical but, you owe me. I only ask two things, and you should see them as reasonable. If you truly care about anyone, please let us find Sophia." That prayer would be answered and she would realize too late she wasn't specific. "And my father, I, this might seem harsh or rash, but please let him be tortured. I don't want him alive. I can only hope he's already dead." She said and the only way she knew how to end a prayer "Amen," She sighed before heading out.
Everyone was relaxing and she felt happy that they could relax. "Let's head back, the sun will start setting soon," Rick said patting his son's head. As they walked back they saw a piece of blue clothing, the color of Sophia's shirt. "Samantha, come here," Daryl said handing her the blue cloth. She saw a Walker near them. "That bastard," She said cutting off his head and shoving her foot into its head. "It might not be her, give me the sword," Daryl said, but before she could she brought it down Walker's body some of his guts spilling out. "Or you can do it." Daryl shrugged getting on his knee's ready to search the body. "Rick watch out for any Walkers," Samantha said getting on her knees.
"3,2,1" And both of them shoved their hands into the body. "Ugh, this is nasty." Samantha gagged. "You throw up you ruin whatever is in here," Daryl said and they looked until they found nothing. "Fuck!" Samantha yelled. Samantha stood up and wiped her hands on her pants. "Let's head back before it's dark. " Samantha headed back along with the others. She hadn't yet told Carol about her daughter's bunny and Lori promised to keep it a secret for a little while. Samantha felt guilty for not telling Carol but some part of her was clinging to her best friend's image, along with Sophia.
