Our Extinction Event {Daryl Dixon}

Miracles Can Happen

Daryl woke up Parker when they stopped the car, they had finally made it, and parked outside the university. It took her a while to fully wake up, trying to wash off the sleep, and as they headed towards the building that towered above them, Parker reached into her pocket and pulled out a granola bar, offering it to Michonne who walked alongside her. 

"How many of those do you have?" Michonne asked, eyeing the one she had in her hand.

"About fifty," Parker replied, shrugging her shoulders. "Me and Glenn found a couple boxes and I've kept them in my bag ever since. Do you want one?" Michonne took it, and Parker handed out granola bars to everyone as they continued their journey.

"Looks like we're gettin' closer," Daryl commented, and Parker risked looking at how far they were, groaning when she saw that they still had ways to go.

"The building we want is up ahead," Tyreese informed them, looking down at the map Hershel had given them.

"God, I hope they have what we need. Or we're pretty much screwed." Parker complained, taking a small drink from her water bottle. Once they had finally arrived, Daryl went first with his crossbow raised. The door creaked when he opened it and Parker tensed, anticipating an avalanche of walkers. They continued pushing forward when nothing happened, heading down one of the hallways and into an empty classroom. Parker walked between the rows of desks, scanning the room for any signs of walkers and Daryl did the same.

"Alright, let's make this quick," Daryl nodded, everyone scattered around the room looking for the supplies on the list. Parker gathered what she could, picking up everything she could find on the list Hershel had given her. She gave the drug end of the list to Bob and Michonne, and instead picked up the other instruments that they would need. It took her a while to find everything she needed, but finally, after searching the classroom cupboards and closets, she managed to find everything. With a full bag on her shoulders, she returned to the group.

"How'd you do?" Bob asked everyone, looking more nervous than usual.

"Bags, tubes, clamps, connectors," Tyreese answered, listing off some of the things he had in his bag. "Everything on the list."

"What about y'all?" Daryl asked, wanting to make sure that they had all the medications that they needed or it was pretty much pointless.

"Yeah, we got it all." Bob nodded, Parker raised an eyebrow of suspicion at how fast he'd answered. Something was off about him, and with how antsy he was being, she could tell something was up.

"Yeah," Michonne confirmed, looking at Parker, "We're good."

"I got all the stuff I could read."

"Alright, let's roll." Daryl had already started towards the door, wanting to make it back to the prison before anyone else died due to the quickly spreading sickness. As they rushed down a hallway, Parker saw Daryl stop and shine his flashlight into one of the rooms. There were a lot of walkers, and when the flashlight caught their attention, Daryl spun around pushing Parker in the other direction.

"Guys, I think we might want to go a different way and there's about thirty reasons why we should!" Parker yelled under her breath, crashing into Michonne who was right behind her when she had stopped. "Sorry." The growls were loud and Parker knew there was more than just that bunch in the building, taking a sharp turn, she almost ran into a door frame as she led them all into an empty, dark classroom, the door slamming against the wall, not fully closing.

"Hey! Doors busted!" Bob yelled and Parker shushed him, looking at the useless door.

"Oh, hold up," Daryl paused, looking around the room for a moment, trying to find a way out. There was a crash and the door flew open, Parker ran at it full force, a few of the walkers' fingers falling by her feet. Clawing at the door could be heard as they all frantically looked around and then Parker saw a sign indicating a flight of stairs.