10| No Going Back

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"Walkers." I whispered under my breath. Daryl's grip tightened then released all together.

"Start packing. I'm gonna warn the others." He hugged me than run down the steps. The herd was huge. You could smell the death that they brought with them through the thick cement walls. It was nasty. I began to pack our bags and Daryl came up the steps to get his bow then stated that he was going to get the cars ready. I finished packing and saw that most everyone was already out side and packed up... I threw our stuff into the back of Daryl's pick up with his motorcycle. He put his hand on the small of my back to guide my to the passenger side. The walkers had started poring into the prison fences and I started getting scared. Then Carol and T-Dog came running out. I... I thought they were safe but T-Dog... he...he got bit then Carol ran back to him and she got bit too. It was to late. I was watching the gruesome scene out of the back of Daryl's truck... I said a silent prayer for them and thanked God everyone else made it.

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