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Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction
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  • Reads 520,592
  • Votes 13,149
  • Parts 166
  • Time 32h 31m
Ongoing, First published Jun 03, 2020
When her life was all about living at the city hospital, Bobbie Andrews wakes up to the world literally ending. Just barely escaping Atlanta, Bobbie runs into a member of a group that has a camp just set up outside the city. Just like the new friends she meets, Bobbie learns how to adjust to the new world, while fending for her life against the living and the undead.


This story starts in the very beginning of Season 1 of The Walking Dead and following along with the storyline. 

WARNING: major TWD spoilers, blood, gore, violence, your typical walking dead stuff!

**PLEASE READ**

ANY EVENT/CHARACTERS THAT ARE FROM THE SHOW IS CREDITED TO THE CREATORS OF TWD. ANY EVENTS/CHARACTERS NOT IN THE SHOW ARE MINES! Thank you. 


Created: June 2, 2020

Published: June 4, 2020

Completed:
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