Morgan Grimes

-Chapter 25-

No one's PoV

Days turned into weeks spent out on the roads. A drought set in and finding any food was becoming a rare thing, even Daryl was struggling when going hunting, everything seemingly dead.

13 people sat around the outside of their parked up van, waiting for the return of the three who went out into the woods. Morgan sat by her brother, her stomach growling quietly and a headache setting in. 

She was the first to notice the three emerge from the tree line a little down the road, each of them looking defeated. Daryl, Maggie and Sasha walked slowly over to their friends, their family, with nothing to show for their trip.

When the three arrived, everyone packed themselves into the van quietly, each of them squashed together in almost complete silence and they set off once more, down the road.

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The van came to a slow stop, the engine sputtering as it used up the very last drop of gas it had, getting the group as far as it could before giving up. "We're out. Just like the other one." Abraham said as the vehicle halted.

"So we walk." Rick said from the passenger seat, leaning over and opening the car door. The back of the van slid open and the rest spilled out into the heat, ready to begin their days of walking.

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Morgan's PoV

We walked slowly along the cracked road, looking more and more like the walkers we fought against as the days progressed. I was hungry, and thirsty, everyone was. We hadn't had a decent meal or anything to drink in days. 

I walked slowly next to Carl, the sun beating down on all of us making the lack of water worse. Everyone was silent, we had been for days. All hope was seemingly gone.

I turned my head at a sound and saw a few walkers following us a little while back, I ignored them and continued walking, it's not like they could sneak up on us and catch us by surprise.

"Imma head out." I heard Daryl say, I looked up as he was handing his rifle to my dad, "See what I can find."

"Don't be too long." Dad told him.

He nodded and started heading for the trees, "I'll go with you." Carol said to him, he turned his head to look at her, "I got it."

She ignored the fact he wanted to be alone and followed him anyway, "You gonna stop me?" The two of them disappeared into the trees and we continued walking.

After a few minuets I noticed that Maggie was walking alone so I nudged Carl. The last time we were clearing a house we found a music box and he though she'd like it so we took it. "Go give it to her." I whispered.

"Come with me." He whispered back, shaking his bag off his shoulder and rummaging through it.

We approached the woman with the yellow box, "We found this when we were looking for water." He said to her, Maggie turned around and looked at the small box.

"What is it?" She asked, taking it in her hands.

"I think it's used to play music." I explained, I remembered that a girl in our class at school was boasting for about a week about a new music box she had.

Maggie lifted the top of the box and it opened, inside was a small oval mirror with a ballerina figurine in front of it. "It's broken." Carl explained, when no sound came.

She looked up at the two of us with a small smile, "Thanks guys."

I returned the smile and Carl gave her a nod, "We thought you might like it."