Wake the Dead

chapter 42

"Firecracker!" I heard V's voice call. 

"Whaaaat?" I crocked out groggily. 

"We found the armory, thought you might wana see some of the good stuff we got." He said as he leaned against the cell doorway. I sighed and slowly rolled out of the bed. I slid on my boots and then walked down to the table all the boys were at with V. They had a bunch of guns, blunt weapons, knives, grenades, tools, and armor spread out everywhere. 

Rick gave me a nod as I approached and I instantly lit up at the sight of all the weapons. I saw Daryl pick up a helmet and gross goo poured out of it. "I ain't wearin this shit." He said and grossly put it back down on the table. "Got this far without it." He then picked up some type of plastic stick and pretended to swing it like a baseball bat. He obviously was enjoying the weapons. 

Hershel went off to check on Lori and we started to grab some of the body armor to put on for our journey further into the prison. Daryl gave me a look, not wanting me to come with them, but I just brushed it off and V helped me put armor on over my chest. He strapped it up tight and then just like that I was ready to go. 

Rick told Carl he had to stay here and watch over everything because pretty much everyone besides Carol, Lori, and Beth were goin out. We all grabbed a flashlight, gun, and our melee weapons before heading out of the cell block. 

The corridors were dark and creepy as we crept through, shinning light down the halls. There were multiple dead bodies lying around, making everything smell. We turned the corner, coming into what looked to be another cell block and Glenn spray painted an arrow for us to find our way back. 

It was even more disgusting here as the smell hit us; there were bodies that were completely ate apart and rotting lying around. There is no way for anyone to ever get used to that sight. 

Everyone was on edge and fully creeped out by our little adventure into the prison. I heard Maggie let out a yelp, causing us all to spin around, weapons ready, but it just turned out she ran into Glenn. We turned back around and I now could feel my heart beating very fast from that small scare.

We turned another corner, ready for something to come at us, but the hallway was empty besides the trash and occasional dead body. The noise of Glenn drawing another arrow was the only thing to be heard as we quietly walked forward. Everything seemed oddly quite until the noise of something being bumped caught our attention. We turned one more corner, but quickly retreated as a bunch of prison inmates growled at us. "Go back! Go back!" Rick called out as we all spun around, running back.

It was a struggle to find our way back, but we turned the corner that looked to have an arrow on it. Maggie's scream as walkers came out from that way too, causing us all to run backwards again. "This way!" Daryl called out as we ran down a hallway and into a small closet. We ducked down and stayed quiet, but then I noticed Glenn and Maggie weren't with us. "Where's Glenn and Maggie?" I asked in a hushed voice.

"We have to go back." Hershel whispered. "Which way?" Daryl asked as Rick stood up, quietly pushing open the door. We all silently crept back down the hallways were we lost Glenn and Maggie, occasionally calling out to them. No one could here anything, but then the sounds of Hershel's screams rang out through the walls.

We quickly ran back to see that a walker had grabbed him by the leg and took a bite. Glenn and Maggie got there the same time we did and Maggie immediately started crying out to her dad. Rick came up and shot the walker then helped pick up Hershel. Walkers started to pour out, hearing Rick's gun shot and I quickly ran up and put my machete through as many heads as I could. They finally got Hershel up and I followed as they carried him back away from the walkers that were approaching.