ᗯᕼEᑎ TᕼE ᗪEᗩᗪ ᑕOᗰE ᗩᒪIᐯE [ ᴅᴀʀʏʟ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

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Our travels had started to pick up pace after having acquired all the medical supplies we set out for. Daryl—having a change of heart—had redirected our path to the train tracks, surprising the other two females in the process.

I believe they all silently made up as our small group began walking down the wide opening that was set in place for the singular set of old rusty train tracks to run through the forest.

.• *Time Skip* •.

After a continued time wandering down the path had passed, the set of tracks had turned into two separate sets of rusty train tracks.

We were currently coming up on a larger opening where the trees and brush were pushed farther back along with some old abandoned cars that could be seen off to the side of the tracks.

Unknown to the rest of the group, Denise had started to wander towards one of the cars off on the side of the path. As I was trailing behind her—being the last layer of protection—I had stoped in my tracks and watched the doctor as she looked into the widow of a car with a cooler slightly visible. She quickly got startled as one of the undead popped up and hit the window from the inside of the car. I stifled a laugh, but walked a little closer to the car, and the doctor before she turned to shout at Daryl and Rosita.

"There's a cooler in there, might be something we could use inside!" The Doctor shouted to the two who had been walking moments before. They both turned around and took a quick glance before shouting back a reply.

"We got what we came for" Rosita said.

"Nah, not worth the trouble, come on" Daryl was quick to add as the two didn't budge from their positions. After Denise didn't respond back, the two began to turn back forward as Daryl gave me a gesture to catch up with them.

As I was about to do as he gestured, I turned back to Denise who was now walking around the car to the side in which the cooler was on.

Oh great, she doesn't listen just like me does she? I thought ironically as I silently face palmed, but continued to supervise the inexperienced yet greatly determined doctor.

She took a breath from where she stood, and opened the door, going to grab the cooler from where it sat in the passenger seat. What she wasn't accounting for was the undead grabbing hold of the cooler and following her as she pulled it of the abandoned vehicle. I began to sprint over as I watched the walker fall to the ground with Denise, making her let out a semi loud scream. This sound caught the attention of Daryl and Rosita as they were quick to come running over to where I stood.

Upon the two approaching to see the sight before them, they both began to advance towards the doc who had now gotten herself on top of the walker. I quickly put my arm out in front of them, holding them back from going to help. They both looked at me confusingly.

"I think she wants to do this herself, we shouldn't intervene unless we need to" I said quietly, watching Denise closely a she raised her arm with a knife in hand and brought it down, stabbing the walker in the head. After doing the dirty deed, she slowly stood up panting, putting the knife into its holder on her side. Out of no where she vomited, and in the process, dropped her glasses into the gross substance that had just left her body.

Disgusting

"Oh man" Denise wheezed as she stood up straight "I threw up on my glasses" she sighed and reached back down to pick them up and wiped them off. She then turned back towards the cooler, walking over to open it.

The three of us stood watching, slight disbelief and mild annoyance radiated off the two behind me. After inspecting the cooler it was soon revealed to hold a simple 6 pack of soda in which the doctor had seemed to be quite fascinated in.