"DARYL!" Evelyn screeched at the top of her lungs. She was lost. Her husband was absolutely no where to be seen. "fuck.." What Evelyn saw approaching her was like nothing shed seen ever before. Its bloodshot eyes, its jaw hung by just a thread. What the actual fuck was happening. Evelyn ran in a sudden rush of panic not looking back. She wasn't gonna let that thing get any where near her. after a while of running she came to a hault and suddenly turned back "d-daryl..?" Evelyn whimpered her eyes filling up with tears. Her husband was absolutely no where to be seen and she had no idea what was going on. This day simply couldn't get worse.
After a while of sitting in a staircase Evelyn decided to head back home, she was quite far from the city now so she hoped whatever tf was going on had died down by now. Evelyn stood up and grabbed her bag, throwing it over her shoulder. She began to walk through the woods nearby to their house, Examining the area Evelyn realized just how beautiful it was here, she and Daryl often walked through the woods but Evelyn had never really taken the time to take it all in. Around 2-3 minutes later Evelyn began to approach their house. Pulling the key out of her bag she shoved it into the door and then unlocked it, opening the door "daryl? you home..?" Evelyn said worried. no response. Evelyn began looking through the house."daryl..?" Evelyn said worrying her worst fear had come true. She slumped on their bed. Where was he. Did something happen to him? what if one of those people in that riot hurt him. was he ok. what if he was. No she couldn't think like that, she knew he was safe. he had to be
