The next day they had walked to the prison taking Norman the dog with them. She had told Beth she would bring him eventually for her to see him. The dog stayed close to her at all times. Reaching the edge of the woods, they stopped to make sure it would be safe from them and the dog to run it.
They ran to the fence. Carol and Maggie meeting them at the gate. Glenn had shot one of the walkers trying to get them. Helping them reach it safely.
"Did you have a problem getting here?" Carol asked.
"No."Scarlet answered, "Not a whole lot out there it seems. I wonder if it has to do with the winter coming in and them maybe dyeing out."
"Well, it is possible some are starving out finally, "Maggie stated.
"Yeah well anyways, I finished cleaning the clothes you sent." Scarlet said handing them the bag.
"Oh my goodness, is this Norman the dog?" Beth asked running to them.
"Yeah, it is the one and same. "Scarlet laughed.
They had stay at the prison for a couple of hours. After saying there cyas and byes they left out for the house. Scarlet had a weird feeling they were being followed but she couldn't hear or see anything. She stopped.
Daryl turned to her and asked why she had stopped like that.
"I don't know how I know this but..."Scarlet started.
At that moment she was shot in the side. She fell down like a ton of bricks. She was still breathing. It had only been to stop her not the kill.
Daryl ran beside her. Trying to get her up. It hurt too bad to move, she felt done for. At that moment she passed out from the pain.
Daryl stood up and spun around a few times trying to see who had done this. About, the fifth time he had done it the Governor walked out.
"I wouldn't shot boy." The Governor laughed.
"Why not?" Daryl asked. At that moment he was knock cold.