Daryl P.O.V
"We need to get the shit and get out of here as fast as we can. I ain't feel'in like be'in walker food" grumbled a tired looking daryl. "Oh lil'brother, do you not understand, that no one has even tempted to loot this place. You would think they would get medical shit first."
While the two men went back and forth about what they need to do. Down the hallway and around the corner walkers were trying to get into a room. They were making so much noise on the outside of the door that it alerted the two men.
"Walkers just ahead. There's maybe about 10 of 'em. What do you thinks behind tha' door?" Asked Daryl.
"What door you talk'in 'bout? I don't see a damn door." Merle whisper shouted.
Without answering, the bowman cocked back the string on his bow and loaded an arrow. He was aiming and ready to fire when a door opened.
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I'm sorry the chapter is short. This is my first time trying something new. All feedback is welcomed. If you have any ideas and suggestions just message me or leave them in the comments below.
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