MEADOW FLETCHER'S POV
October 31, 2017
RESTLESSLY I turned myself to be facing the television, looking at the black screen. My mind wandered. I let out a sigh, throwing the covers off of my body. I sat up, looking at the television. My whole body shook with anger.
I needed a plan. A plan to get Daryl back. A plan to find their sanctuary, their main place. I heard from three gossipers in Alexandria, that a convoy was supposed to hit Hilltop soon, most likely two days from now. I sucked the air in through my teeth, thinking in my head. I'd have to steal a gun, but that's the issue, from where? No one had guns, only melee weapons and for something big like this, I needed a big weapon.
The cushion next to mine sunk down, I looked over, Carl grinned at me, "Couldn't sleep either?" I shook my head, looking back at the television. "What's on your mind?"
"Daryl, a plan." I whispered. "Let me hear it."
"It's something I gotta do, I gotta get him, Carl. I owe you guys that." My leg bounced up and down, "Let me help you then, Mi." I shook my head, rapidly, "I have to do this myself." "I won't let you, you know that, right?" "I know," I paused, looking over at him, "There's a convoy, in two days, it'll be at Hilltop. We sneak on while they're leaving and they'll take us back to their main sanctuary. The rest is blank." "Guns?" Carl asked, I shrugged my shoulders, "We could try the sneaky quiet approach, go halfway, follow the rest of the way. Maybe we could find more weapons and then head back. Save him that way."
"You're smart." Carl grinned. "I think my Aunt Carol would like it if he came back in one piece. Wherever she went. She doesn't even know what's going on."
"Yeah."
"Maybe we could kill him." I spoke up, "Free the people he's saved."
Carl thought on it for a minute, he held a blank stare.
It felt like an eternity until he sighed, "We'd have to be quick, aim for the head."
"We're lucky I'm a great shot."
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