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Scratches And Scars • D. Dixon

| Isolation | Chapter 38

: Zombie :

Digging the graves for the people who passed in the prison, Glenn looked over the area as sweat was heading down his face, he looked at Maggie and she gave him a sad look

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Digging the graves for the people who passed in the prison, Glenn looked over the area as sweat was heading down his face, he looked at Maggie and she gave him a sad look. The group had to be isolated from everyone around them and they couldn't do much. Everyone who was getting sick was dying, except for Natalie. Her strong immune blood pumping in her veins caused the illness to move very slowly for her. Hershel knew she was running out of time, the blood in her rags whenever she coughed, and the snot that was trailing down her face.

She wasn't going to make it unless they gave her something she needed.

On the other hand, Rick and Tyreese were out in an abandoned corner to find the burned sick victims. "You found them like this?" Rick asked, and behind them held Daryl and Carol. The steam still coming off their burnt bodies.

"I came to see Karen... and I saw the blood on the floor. Then I smelled them. Somebody dragged them out here and set them on fire! They killed them and set them on fire!" He yelled and then quickly moved over to Rick.

Daryl was behind him, watching to make sure he wasn't going to go on a rampage. "You're a cop. You find out who did this and you bring 'em to me. You understand? You bring 'em to me." Tyreese stated angrily.

"We'll find out who- -" Daryl tried to lighten up and grab his shoulder, but he just pushed him away.

"I need to say it again?" He asked.

"No. No. I know what you're feeling. I've been there. You saw me there. It's dangerous." Rick tried to reason.

"Karen didn't deserve this." Tyreese told them.

"No." Rick mumbled.

"David didn't deserve it. Why isn't your precious Natalie dead?!" He yelled while Rick shrugged his shoulders. "Nobody does." Tyreese mumbled.

"All right, man, let's- -" and before Daryl could do anything, Tyreese pushed him against the wall.

"Man, I ain't going nowhere till I find out who did this!" He yelled and Daryl raise his hands for Rick and Carol to stop.

"We're on the same side, man." Daryl muttered.

"Hey, look, I know what you're going through. We've all lost someone. We know what you're going through right now, but you've got to calm down." Rick stated while patting his shoulder.

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