Max's POV
"Don't talk, you have a breathing tube in your throat." Hershel says. I was becoming conscious, I wanted to speak, I could breathe on my own now,
Hershel saw that I was trying to get him to get this out. He started to pull it out gently, and let me tell you that it didn't feel nice. I coughed once it was out,
"Wh- where's Rick?" My voice was sore and hoarse, barely audible. Hershel set the tube down,
"He went to get everyone medicine. He left a few hours ago."
"Who went with him? Was he okay?" I asked, my voice was so scratchy
"He took Daryl, michonne, Sena, Derek, and a fellow named bob."
I sat there, trying to calm myself down, trying to tell myself that he was okay. Hershel saw that I was in distress,
"He's okay. You have to lay down and.. Drink this." He gives me another cup of tea.
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I was trying to fall asleep in my cell when I heard shuffling outside. Everyone in the prison was in the other cellblock, as far as I know, it was just me and Glenn. Glenn had come under the sickness as well a day ago. I hadn't had much interaction with him since I passed out.
"Glenn?" I tried to call but my throat felt like it was on fire. So I got up slowly to see why Glenn was up walking around. I look around outside and saw that no one was there. I go to Glenn's cell, he was laying down sleeping. I was confused and now on alert, that wasn't him shuffling around out in the open. I then heard growling, like a walker and turned around to see Patrick with blood all over his face. His eyes were glossed over, snarling at me as well. I looked to my left and right to see if there were any tools, I then saw a crow bar on the ground, I grabbed it and took the non curved end and stabbed him in the throat. He started to gargle on his own blood, I thrusted the end out of his flesh and dove it into his eye, he stopped snarling and fell, finally dead. I started to panic, knowing that I had the same thing he did. I didn't want to die, I didn't want Glenn or the others who had this to die. I looked back at glenn, Glenn was getting up out of his bed,
"Wh-what the hell just happened?" His eyes wide in fear. I started to cry, he came up to me and hugged me.
"He- he died from my this." I bawled. Glenn looked down at Patrick who was dead on the ground.
"We'll survive this." He says to me. We then heard more snarling. It wasn't from Patrick because of how it echoed without the prison. We both went to check and saw four walkers, all of them were our own.
"Stay here." Glenn says while picking the crow bar out of Patrick, I grabbed him before he could go.
"No, you aren't going alone-"
"Yes I am-"
"You aren't strong enough, Glenn!" I hissed. He stood there, I remembered I had a dagger in my boot, I grabbed it and looked at Glenn with reassuring eyes. We both went out to try and kill the walkers.
I went over to the right where two of them were, I snuck up behind one of them and stabbed it in the head. It fell, the noise attracted the other to me. It charged at me, I swiped the air in front of it, while doing so I managed to dive the knife into its skull. I looked back at how Glenn was doing, he stood there looking at the two he killed. I was relieved the plan didn't fail.
"Where are they coming from? I thought we were the only ones in the cell block?" Glenn asked.
"I think they're just everywhere, Glenn..." I say, realizing that they came from the other cellblock. Everyone was in danger now; and once Glenn and I realized that, we both looked at each other and ran to the cellblock, trying to save anyone else.
Rick's POV
"Michonne-" I said in a panicked tone, seeing that there were a few walkers about to bust into the room we were held up in.
"Got it." She says and with ease she slices through them. I run over to the door and help her keep them from coming in. There was probably around twelve of them.
"Get all the supplies you can carry- we gotta escape from the roof." I ordered the rest, they all scrambled to get supplies from the cupboards. While everyone was doing that, Derek hopped on top of some boxes and punched a hole into a glass window, it shattered,
"Everyone climb in here when you're done." Derek says to all of us. He looked at me, almost for my approval, I nodded, giving him the idea that he was right.
"Okay, the cupboards are cleared, we gotta go." Sena says to me, I nod, I look at michonne who was trying her hardest to keep the door from opening.
"All of you go through the window and make room for me when you do." I order, everyone quickly left, michonne stayed with me until I told her to go. She sprinted to the window, I yelled, using all of my strength to keep them from coming in. Once I saw michonne was by the window I yelled for her to hurry up and ran to her. She climbed through the window, I was on her tail and looked behind me as the room filled with the walkers. I caught my breath as I appreciated being safe on the roof. Everyone was silent, waiting for the next move.
"Okay. We've got to get to the car which is about a quarter mile away. We'll just walk." I say. We all got up, we walked with caution on the roof, I was behind bob. Everything was going smooth until he tripped, I was about to help him up when a glass of alcohol rolled out of his bag. Daryl grabbed it, I looked at him. He looked guilty, I was starting to come up with accusations and it led me to pulling his bag off of him, nothing else was in his bag. I clenched my jaw, anger rising inside of me.
"Are you kidding me? You didn't get anything from inside?" I hissed at him.
Sena's POV
We all watched as Rick blew up on bob. I was scared of him, I've never seen him so angry before.
"I- I can explain-" bob tried to talk but Rick cut him off.
"We have sick people at the prison. I have people I care about that are sick. And you're jeopardizing everyone for yourself?" Rick wasn't that loud because he didn't want to draw walkers but he was still terrifying. He inched closer and closer to bob but Daryl eventually pushed Rick back,
"No- this asshole is dead!-" Rick yelled, Daryl tried to keep Rick calm. Bob got up and watched as Rick tried to get past daryl.
"He ain't worth it, man. Calm down, we got stuff."
Rick glared at bob, once everyone started to move, Rick pushed past him and led the group with Daryl. Michonne kept in back to make sure bob was in line. I couldn't believe Rick reacted like that, I guessed it was because of max back at the prison. I started to feel a little bad for him, he just lost his wife and the governor was on all of our minds -- especially his. I wanted to reassure him so I patted Derek,
"Hey, I'm gonna go talk with Rick."
"Are you sure? He doesn't seem like he wants to talk." Derek showed his concern with me talking to Rick. I have his arm an assuring squeeze,
"Rick and I are friends, it's fine."
I left Derek and ran up to Rick, Daryl gave me some room so I could be next to Rick.
"Hey, I think I've got enough supplies to try and find a cure." I tell Rick, he looks over at me. He saw that it was me and relaxed a bit.
"Do you know what it is?" He asked.
"No, not yet. But I got some microscopes and text books back in the biology room, I'll spend all of my time reading it to help everyone." I say. He gives me a look, we were right by the car now, everyone started to load everything in. Rick hugged me,
"Thank you." He says sincerely, I hug him back.
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For You // R.G.
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