If you asked Danica Myers what she would've been doing in a year's time, she would have told you to use your brain. She's been a florist for 5 years. It's the exact goal she worked towards for so long. Why would she have changed her path?
However, s...
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"I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me."
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"ANY LUCK?" Dani asked Rick, readjusting the clammy grip she had on the gun. She felt like she was losing her mind, searching every spot of their near perimeter and coming up empty. The place was a goddamn ghost town. They'd been at it for nearly twenty minutes. They weren't out there.
"Not yet." He shook his head beckoning for her to follow him over to Sasha with Tyreese in tow. They'd agreed only the small group should exit, in case of any further threats, but clearly the whole group would've been much more useful. Four people in pitch black was as good as one searching the entire state in daylight.
At their approach, Sasha startled, though Tyreese's presence calmed her with swift ease. Her brother. Dani's heart thudded painfully. Rick shone his flashlight into the thick woods before them, sweeping through the empty shadows with rising frustration. Sasha's eyes locked on the beam, following it's every move.
"He's getting away." She whispered helplessly into the dark.
"Who?"
"Somebody was watching us."
Raising her gun, Dani narrowed her eyes, gaze scanning their surroundings. It was pointless. She could barely see three feet in front of her. "Which way?"
"If we go in there now, some of us aren't coming back." Tyreese warned.
"Bob is out there somewhere." Sasha reminded him. "And Lucia." Dani bit the skin on her lip, the coppery taste of blood filling her mouth. It was a nervous habit that she tried to quit years ago. Clearly, she couldn't drop it.
Her grip on her gun tightened. "They're scared, alone."
"Maybe not alone." Rick muttered, never dropping his gun to his side. "Daryl and Carol are missing, too."
"I can't just sit and wait." Dani snapped, marching back to the church. The oak wooden doors slammed against the walls as she shoved through them, the noise echoing around the room like a hundred shouts of protest, her path leading straight to the priest. "You."
Gabriel turned, eyes wide as he watched her storm forward.
"What did you do?" She asked him, yanking him over by his collar. She was by no means taller than him but her firm grip kept him hunched over and in place.
"What?" His voice shook.
"This is all connected." Sasha spat from behind her.
"You show up here, crying for help and a few hours later four of our friends are missing? You don't think that sounds suspicious?" With her anger bubbling beneath the surface of her skin, Dani didn't hold back, letting her voice rise above volumes that were far from safe if only to get her point across. She needed to find Lucia or she would lose her mind.
