Don't Get Dead | TWD | Volume 1

[45] Friend Or . . . Nevermind

I woke up when the sun was shining through into my cell, making it impossible to stay asleep. I did roll over a few times, trying to drift back off, but after a while it became a futile task and I had to force myself to get up. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a nude colour t-shirt.

When I went out into the common room, Daryl had weapons laid out on the table, including my holster and weapons. Glenn and Maggie were also sitting at the table, both glancing through and writing things down in a thick yellow book. Oscar and Axel were also standing around, all ready for something. No one else was in the room yet, though, so I assumed these were the only people who were awake at this point.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"We're gonna head into the generator room, clear it out," Daryl answered, holding out my holstered weapons for me to take, knife, axe and gun. "See if we can get those generators fixed in case of an emergency."

I thought for a second. Andrew had taken an axe to some of those generators, at least the controls. Fixing something like that would be a nightmare task, needing many, many parts. I didn't even know if it was possible in our current state.

"Do you need me to look at it?" I asked, clipping the holster at my waist.

"Axel offered, but you can if you want," Glenn said.

"I am pretty handy with a wrench," Axel boasted.

"I am a mechanic," I said, trying not to roll my eyes at his confidence. In all fairness, with the trouble fixing that generator would cause me, I really didn't want this to be something I had to focus on for the next few days. I would be stuck in that room for hours, and the thought of that already killing me. "If you want to do it go ahead, I don't care."

"If you aren't going to be doing that, me and Glenn have found some potential places to start looting," Maggie suggested.

"There's some stores that aren't too far from here either. They should have some formula and baby stuff," Glenn added, still reading out from the book, "maybe some more food."

"We ain't lookin' too hot on ammo, neither," Daryl was pushing around the guns, picking up any boxes of ammo we had and peering inside.

"You never know, some of these places may have bullets too."

"This is America after all," I muttered, a small smile on my face.

I would definitely prefer to join the others on a run later, rather than try to fix the generators. In all honesty it was nice to have someone that thought they fix things instead of me, but then again with a task as complicated as that would be, he probably wouldn't be able to.

"We're clearing out the rest of the prison too, aren't we?" Oscar asked.

"Not all of it," Daryl said. "We can't, there are some walls at the back of the prison that are breached. Keeps lettin' in more and more walkers, and there's probably so much more after that alarm went off. But I'm thinking maybe we can close off that area for now."

"Where is the breach?" Axel asked.

"We don't know."

"How do you know there is one?"

"Civilian walkers," Daryl answered. "'Less y'all locked up a bunch of women in dresses?"

"Fixing something like that is going to be one hell of a job," Oscar said.

"Yeah, but if we want to keep this place it has to be done," Glenn said.

Daryl smacked his hand down on the table after a second, grabbing his crossbow off of the table. "We should get to that generator soon if y'all wanna head out on a run," Daryl said, standing back and giving the prisoners room to grab some weapons. "Don' want anyone out there too late today."