Madison Grimes

13

"Hey!" I yell, slamming my arms into it again.

"Madison?" Rick asks, worry in his voice.

"Open the doors!"

"We can't, Doctor killjoy wants us all to die 'ere!" Daryl exclaims, anger evident in his voice. I go to my right and see a video pad. I push a button and I can see Jenner sitting at his seat, a smile on his face.

"Hey!" He looks at me. "Open the damn doors!" He shakes his head.

"No, it's better this way." I raise my eyebrows at him as Belle starts to cry into my side.

"I fought for this country and survived, I'm not dying because you have a god complex and want to ruin what we've built for ourselves. Those who want to stay can, but let us out. These kids don't deserve to die, not like this!" He seems to be contemplating in his head. I see Shane come into the camera, a gun to Jenner's head. People start to freak out, their voices rising.

"I just got my family back, I'm not loosing them because you won't open these damn doors." He presses his gun to Jenner's temple, but gets no reaction from him. He obviously won't care, he's going to die when this timer stops anyway. Shane looks over and sees we're on the screen. He's goes to speak but a hunting knife joins the camera. Daryl steps into view and you can see Jenner physically gulp.

"I don't care what ye have ta do. If tha' door ain't open by the time I can drop my knife on your knee cap, then ye will die a slow and painful death." He swallows again as he nods, going to press buttons. As I wait to see what happens, the electricity shuts off. Then, the doors open. Rick's the first to come through, he gives Belle and I both a hug before running off. I grab Belle's hand and follow after him. We stop at our rooms as people get their stuff. I feel a hand wrap around mine and pull, sending Belle and I to follow.

"Daryl!" Belle yells as I practically drag her. He looks back at her before letting go of my hand and stopping. He reaches his arms down and he picks her up and she wraps her arms around him, placing her head on his shoulder. He takes off again and I follow. We stop at the doors we came in at and see their not coming up.

"Still got that hatchet from the quarry?" He shakes his head.

"Left it in the truck, it wouldn't have mattered anyway."

"Why?"

"They won't open. When he opened 'em for us, that was the last time they'd open." I nod as the rest of the group piles in. They start arguing about a way out before Carol speaks up.

"Rick, I have something we could use." Her voice is small, but he still hears her. He turns to her with hopeful eyes as she reaches in her pocket.

"I don't think a nail file with help, Carol." Shane scolds. I send him a glare as she pulls out a grenade. Go Carol!

"I found it when I washed your clothes the day you came to camp." He sends her a smile before taking it. He places it on the window after pulling the pin.

"Get down!" He yells as he hits the floor himself. Daryl covers Belle as I grab Carl from next to me and cover him. A loud boom is heard before the heat hits us. Once we hear glass shatter, we pop up. I check the clock and my heart drops.