𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫// 𝐓𝐖𝐃

S2: Lost

(Naomie)

I decided to climb on of the trees. I'm not to high up but enough that if a walker walks by I don't think it would see me. I'm so scared. I've tried to cry into my arm so the sound doesn't draw anything to me. I have no idea where I am. I tried walking back the way I came but it started getting dark so I gave up and pulled myself up onto a branch.

Pop is probably terrified. He probably thinks something bad happened to me.

I wonder if Mr Grimes ever found Sophia?

Every little sound has me jumping. I keep praying that eventually it will be someone. Mr Grimes, Pop, Glenn, Daryl even Shane at this point.

I've been left alone in the dark before. For hours while Joe and Amanda were out doing adult stuff. But at least then I was in a house with a door, and I definitely wasn't worried about dead people trying to eat me.

I don't have any clue what to do now.

My eyes are starting to get really heavy. It's probably from all the crying I've done. I try my hardest to keep them open but eventually I can't stay awake anymore.

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(Dale)

I haven't slept. I've been on top my RV all night waiting for my granddaughter to come back. A couple of times I even almost went out there myself to look for her. I wouldn't be any use of help to her if I done got myself killed trying.

Rick stuck to his word. He rounded everyone up early in the morning to go out and look. He asked me to stay back with T, who had gotten himself cut pretty bad on his arm yesterday during the herds passing.

I wanted to argue and go out looking for Naomie myself but I'm running on no energy. Plus someone should stay behind incase one of the girls shows back up. I trust that Rick is a man of his word and he'll try everything in his power to get the girls back.

"Everybody takes a weapon" Rick tells everyone, placing down a pile of different sorts of knives and axes. Carl had found them yesterday while searching through some of the cars.

"These aren't the type of weapons we need. What about the guns?" Andrea argues. Saw this coming.

"We've been over that. Daryl, Rick, and I are carrying. We can't have people popping off rounds every time a tree rustles." Shane explains.

"It's not the trees I'm worried about."

"Say somebody fires at the wrong moment, herd happens to be passing by. See, then it's game over for all of us. So you need to get over it."

Daryl begins explaining the plan to everyone. "The idea is to take the creek up about five miles, turn around and come back down the other side."

I spot Glenn in the corner giving a smirk to a small machete he holds with a gut blade on the end. Omie would laugh at his excitement if she was here.

"Chances are one of them would be by the creek. It's their only landmark."

"Well what about Naomie. She got split from Sophia ran in the opposite direction, she didn't even make it to the creek?" I ask stepping out from the RV a little.

Daryl looks over at me. "Best bet she'd turn around looking to make her way back. If they found each other they'd most likely stay close." I took a deep breath using my hat to wipe the sweat on my forehead. Please be right.