Chapter 33-The prisoners.
Merle keeps his crossbow raised at the prisoners. The others were dealing with Dale, who was bleeding out. "Who the hell are you?" Merle asks them.
"He's bleeding out. We gotta go back. Come around here. Put pressure on the knee," Daryl tells Maggie. "Hard," Daryl tells Maggie, who nods.
"Daryl: Why don't you come on out of there? Slow and steady," Merle says to the prisoners. The prisoners start to come out. "What happened to him?" The Hispanic man asks.
"He got bit," Jim tells him as he pulls out his gun and aims it at the prisoners. T-dog and Glenn hold the door shut as Maggie helps Daryl and Shane.
"Bit?" The Hispanic man questions. The Hispanic man pulls out his handgun.
"Whoa whoa. Easy now. Nobody needs to get hurt," Merle says. Shane hands Maggie a rag.
"I need you to hold this," Shane tells her Maggie nods. "As hard as you can, Maggie," Shane tells Maggie. Glenn looks at T-dog, who nods. Glenn walks back to the pantry.
"You have any medical supplies?" Glenn asks.
"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" One of the black men ask. The walkers start to bang on the doors.
"Who the hell are you people, anyway?" The Hispanic one asks.
"Don't look like no rescue team," The one with the mustache asks. Glenn comes out with a metal cart.
"If a rescue team is what you're waiting for, don't. Come on. We gotta go. Now come on! I need a hand here," Daryl yells. Jim puts his gun away and comes over. "One two three go!" Daryl yells. Daryl Shane Jim and Glenn lift Dale onto the metal cart.
"Holy Jesus," the one with the mustache says.
"T, the door," Shane says.
"Are you crazy? Don't open that!" The smaller black man says.
"We got this," Daryl tells them. T-dog pulls the door open. A walker comes in T-dog, pulls the walker into the wall, and stabs it in the head. The group starts to push Dale out. "Merle, let's go!" Daryl yells to his brother, who slowly leaves the rooms. The group starts to push Dale back. They were all shouting as walkers cut them off. They finally get back to the cell block. "Open the door! It's Dale! Madison!" Shane yells. Madison comes over and opens the door.
"Oh my god," Carol says as they push Dale into a cell.
"Get him on the bed," Hershel tells them. They lift Dale up and put him on the bed.
"He got bit," Daryl tells them.
"Oh my god. He's gonna turn," Ofelia says.
"Did you cut it off?" Lori asks. Daryl nods.
"Maybe you got it off in time," Amy says.
"I need bandages," Hershel says.
"We used everything we had in here," Glenn tells him.
"Carl, go get the towels from the back, right next to my bed," Lori tells her son.
"Nick Beth Jane go out to the cars and grab whatever medical supplies we have in the cars," Daryl tells them. The three nod as they leave.
"Is he gonna die?" Charlie asks.
"He's gonna be okay," Lee tells her.
"You think you can stabilize him?" Daryl asks Hershel.
"If I can get his legged elevated and we have enough supplies outside, then yes, I should be able to," Hershel tells him.
" We can burn the wound to clot the blood. I can start a fire," Glenn says.
"No, the shock could kill him. It's not gonna stop the arteries from bleeding. We need to just keep it dressed and let it heal on its own," Hershel tells him.
In the resting area, Merle and Jim were waiting for the prisoners. The prisoners walk in.
"That's far enough," Jim tells them.
" Cell Block C. Cell 4, that's mine, gringo. Let me in," The Hispanic man says.
"Today's your lucky days, fellas. You've been pardoned by the state of Georgia. You're free to go," Merle says.
"What you got going on in there?" The Hispanic man asks.
"It's ain't none your concern," Jim tells him. The Hispanic man pulls out his gun.
"Don't be telling me what's my concern," The Hispanic man says.
"Chill, man. Dude's leg is messed up. Besides, we're free now. Why are we still here?" The tall black man asks.
"The man's got a point," Merle says.
"Yeah, and I got to check on my old lady," The black man says. Merle and Jim look at each other.
"A group of civilians breaking into a prison you got no business being in got me thinking there ain't no place for us to go," The Hispanic man says.
"Why don't you go find out?" Merle says.
"Maybe we'll just be going now," The man with the mustache says.
"Hey, we ain't leaving," The Hispanic man says.
"You ain't coming in here either," Chris says as he and T-dog come out their guns raised.
"Hey, this is my house, my rules. I go where I damn well please," Thomas says.
In the cell, Adam looks out there. "What was that?" Adam asks.
"Prisoners survivors," Daryl tells them.
"What?" Dean asks.
"It's all right everybody stay put," Daryl tells them before he Shane Bobby and Alicia leave. Glenn follows them out. Daryl motions for Adam and Dean to come over.
"Do not leave his side. If he dies, you need to be there for that. You three think you can do this? Everybody will be there," Daryl says to them. They nod as they head back in the cell.
Daryl Shane Bobby and Alicia start to head out. "There ain't nothing for you here. Why don't you go back to your own sandbox?" Merle says as they come out.
"Hey everybody relax there's no need for this," Shane says as they come out.
"How many of you are in there?" The Hispanic man asks.
"Too many for you to handle," Daryl tells him. The Hispanic mad looks at Alicia, who glares at him.
"Go near her I'll put an arrow in your head," Merle says. The Hispanic man looks away from Alicia and back at Daryl.
"You guys rob a bank or something? Why don't you take him to a hospital?" The Hispanic asks.
"How long have you been locked in that cafeteria?" Daryl asks.
"Going on like ten-month," The Hispanic man tells them.
"A riot broke out never seen anything like this," The tall black man tells them.
"Attica on speed man," The man with the mustache says.
"Ever heard about dudes going cannibal, dying, coming back to life? Crazy," The small black man tells me.
"One guard looked out for us, locked us up in the cafeteria. Told us to sit tight, threw me this piece, said he'd be right back," The Hispanic man tells them.
"Yeah, and that was 292 days ago," The black man tells them.
"94 according to my calcula-" The man with the mustache starts to say.
"Shut up!" The Hispanic man says.
"We were thinking that the Army or the National Guard should be showing up any day now," The black man says.
"There is no army," Chris tells him.
'What do you mean?" The black man asks.
"There's no government, no hospitals, no police. It's all gone," Shane tells them.
"For real?" The man with the mustache asks.
"Serious," Alicia tells them.
"What about my mom?" The tall black man asks.
"My kids? And my old lady? Yo, you got a cell phone or something that we can call our families?" The black man asks.
"You just don't get it do you?" Merle asks.
"No phones, no computers. As far as we can see, at least half the population has been wiped out. Probably more," Daryl tells him.
"Ain't no way," The Hispanic man says.
"See for yourself," Daryl says, they start to walk towards the doors.
"What are your names?" Alicia asks them.
"I'm Oscar that's Axel Thomas Andrew and Big Tiny," Oscar tells them. They nod. Everybody walks outside.
Here is the next chapter. I know some of these are short. I hope to get back to larger updates soon. Or do you guys like these shorter updates I could do either. Do you guys think any of the prisoners will live? Who do you think will die in Killer within. I hope to see some feedback thank you guys for reading.