Our Extinction Event {Daryl Dixon}

The Search Is On

Randall was missing. The boy had disappeared and no one knew where he had gone. Parker stayed outside the barn while Rick and Daryl inspected the scene for clues. They found the handcuffs Randall was wearing, covered in blood, along with a completely closed door. He couldn't have escaped from there. It didn't seem possible. It wasn't. 

"What's wrong?" Lori asked walking over with everyone.

"Randall is missing," Parker responded.

"Missing? How?" Andrea asked.

"Missing as in he isn't there anymore." Parker answered giving Andrea a 'really?' look. "I thought that was pretty obvious."

"How long do you think he's been gone?" Hershel asked as everyone started coming over, joining the four of them.

"It's hard to say," Rick replied. "The handcuffs are still hooked. He must have slipped 'em."

"Is that possible?" Carol asked nervously.

"It is if you've got nothing to lose," Andrea walked out behind Rick after doing a quick search for herself.

"The door was secured from the outside," Hershel pointed out as he shut it.

"There's physically no way he could have gotten out," Parker mumbled trying to figure out how he could have gotten out on his own without anyone realizing until now.

"Rick!" Shane shouted, appearing from the trees. "Rick!"

"What happened?" Lori shouted.

"He's armed!" Shane yelled back, walking towards them. "He's got my gun!"

"Are you okay?" Carl asked anxiously as they all noticed the blood gushing from his nose, the lower half of his face stained red.

"I'm fine," Shane replied. "Little bastard just snuck up on me, he clocked me in the face." He turned to Parker, a dark look in his eyes. "This is your fault. If you had just shut up and let us deal with him when we had the chance-"

"How is this my fault?!" Parker asked, angrily, tired of being pushed around by him. "You kept him locked up like he was some sort of fucking prisoner, of course, he's going to want to escape. But there's no way he could have done it alone, not with the door locked from this side."

"What are you saying?" Shane asked, taking a step closer to Parker, who instantly took a step back. Daryl observed the two, preparing to step in. "Are you saying I had something to do with this?"

"I don't know, maybe. Did you? It wouldn't surprise m-" She stumbled backward after he shoved her, her eyes widening in fear. "Come on at least be a man and throw a punch." Daryl pushed between Shane and Parker.

"That's enough. We have bigger problems."

"Alright. Hershel, T-Dog, get everybody back in the house," Rick demanded. "Glenn, Daryl, come with us."

"And Parker," Parker added to no one in particular, following after them.

"T!" Shane holding an empty hand out to him. "I'm gonna need that gun."

"Just let him go," Carol stuttered. "That was the plan, wasn't it? Just let him go?"

"The plan was to cut him loose far away from here, not on our front step with a gun," Rick responded.

"Don't go out there!" Carol shouted. "Y'all don't know what can happen."

"Get everybody back in the house," Rick ordered. "Lock all the doors and stay put!" Parker ran after the men as they headed to the woods even though she knew Rick wouldn't be impressed. When he saw Parker walking next to Daryl, he sighed. "Parker, go back!" Rick demanded. "It's not safe."