The Dead World

Seventeen ~ Prisoners

Note: I'm not trying to save everyone, it may seem like i am but i promise the characters i save is to serve a purpose later on.



"Do you know how to give CPR?" Phoebe asked the group all of which looked uncomfortable, she took a deep breath "Okay listen closely, if he stops breathing you need to open his airways" she placed her bag down and moved closer to Hershel.

She softly placed her hand on his forehead, it was clammy but no fever then she put two fingers under his chin gently tilting his head back checking to see if the others are watching which they were.

"Then you give 5 initial breaths, you pinch the soft part of the nose with the hand you had on their head making sure the head is still tilted, you will need to take a breath and seal your mouth to theirs blowing gently but steadily for a second until their chest rises. Once it does you remove your mouth and watch their chest fall" she didn't give a demonstrastion for obvious reasons.

"That's one breath so you do that 4 more times, You will then need to give 30 chest compressions. Putting your hands like this on the center of his chest" she locked on hand through her other hand creating almost a turtle effect and laid they softly onto Hershels chest, this whole thing was making her feel sick.

"You push down a third of the depth of the chest then release the pressure allowing the chest to come back up, you will need to repeat this 30 times at a rate of 100 to 120 compressions per minute. After 30 compressions, open the airway and give two breaths then just keep alternating 30 compressions with two breaths" she finished.

"Wait 100 per minute how do we even count that?" Glenn asked.

"You know the song staying alive by the Bee Gees?" Phoebe asked and most nodded "The chorus of that is the right pace"

"Take my cuffs Phebs, place them on him just in case" Rick suggests and she hesitates before gently cuffing Hershels hand to the bed then leaving the cell in hopes of finding the Greene sister leaving Hershel with Glenn and Carol.

"Maggie?"  she called gently causing both girls to look up while she hesitated in the doorway "I...I'm sorry about..." she started but before she could finish Maggie had grabbed her pulling her into a tight hug.

Phoebes throat became tight as her eyes started to burn finally allowing herself to feel the panic from before she sobbed gently gripping Maggie tightly as her tears soon joined Phoebe's.

"I'm so sorry" she pleads and Maggie hugs her tighter which Phoebe didn't even know was possible but the hug allowed Phoebe to gather herself, Beth quickly joined the hug as the three girls held each other.

"Thank you" Maggie whispered when none of them moved soaking up much needed comfort from the other two "I needed to be there for daddy and you helped me do that, don't apologise for just tryna save his life"

"I'm going to help the others clear a cell block for these prisoners, are you two going to be okay?" Phoebe asked and Beth nodded but Maggie looked hesitant.

"Do you need too?" Maggie asked.

"Yeah one of them is a nasty piece of work and i'd rather outnumber them just in case"

"Just be careful, we need you" Beth added.

She joined the others as they gathered melee weapons like crow bars and knives even though she wasn't too happy about it "Why do I need shit like this when I have this" Tomas smirks holding up his gun.

"We don't fire guns" Daryl answers rolling his eyes eye so slightly "Not unless your backs up against a wall"

"Noice attracts them, riles em up" Phoebe smirks knocking shoulders with him and he scoffed shaking his head in response.