Before it All- TWD fanfic

The Prison

**Two months before the outbreak**

(Please excuse any prison stereotypes...)

"All right, everyone back into your cells!" shouted the prison guard. This was followed by a slow shuffling as everyone made their way to the cells. "Big Tiny"'s cellmate, Daniel started wheezing and coughing as he slowly made his way into the cell—stumbling multiple times along the way. "Ya all right man?" Big Tiny asked hearing his rasping breaths. His question was returned with more rattling coughs while he shook his head no. The movement spurred his fit to get even worse, forcing him to double over clutching his stomach. Several minutes later, Daniel was able to talk again. "Man, I'm goin' to the infirmary tomorrow."

**the next day**

Daniel awoke to yet another fit, the fourth that night; at least now it was late enough that everyone was awake. He had now started to spew blood when he coughed, though it was just a little bit, it was definitely there. He asked to go to the infirmary, explaining the coughing and blood. They escorted him there, being sure to keep clear of his line of fire during yet another coughing fit he had on the way there. "What do they need to avoid my blood for?" He silently contemplated as he waited for the doc.

"Have you hit your head recently" questioned the doctor. "No." "Been bitten by any animals?" "No." Dr. Sarthe looked at her clipboard and let out a long, drawn out "Hmmm..." Suddenly, Sarthe pulled out a flashlight and told him to look straight ahead, while shining the flashlight in his eyes. Yet another "Hmm..." as she looked at the board she was clutching. Suddenly, realization flashed across her face, gone as quickly as it had come. She pressed a button attached to her jacket and spoke to a person on the other end. ".........new cell........................yes by himself............Idon'tcare! Get it done." She turned back to Daniel, "All righty then, you need to stay here and wait for......twenty minutes or so. Get some rest." Daniel was dumbfounded. "Wait...what's wrong with me?" "I don't know yet, get some rest. Oh! Take these." Sarthe handed him two small yellow/off-white pills. "It's a sleeping aid." He took them without question, and soon darkness enveloped him. Daniel slept a restless and deep sleep, dreaming only f scenes that looked as if they belonged in an episode of a zombie show.

The next day, all Hell broke loose. Daniel turned sometime in the night, then turned Sarthe. After that, only a small amount of people survived, with one guard taking "Big Tiny", Thomas, and a few others to an empty area, effectively saving them.

A/N: I forgot their names. Sorry.

A/N: I don't think they gave "big tiny" a name other than that.