It’s been two days since the prison fell. You and your boyfriend Daryl have been moving around for a bit, sheltering and looking for food.

You two were walking through the woods when suddenly Daryl started to wander off a bit. “Where are you going, Dix?” You asked stopping in your tracks.

Daryl looked back at you and back at the car parked a few feet away from you two. “I heard somethin.” He mumbled back placing his finger on his lips, silently signaling you to be quiet.

You nodded and followed behind him, that’s when your heard it too. It sounded like.. a baby?

Daryl opened the car door and looked over at you in shock. “Who the hell leaves a baby in a car, alone.” He grumbled, leaning forward to check if the baby was bitten, or hurt.

You were speechless, trying to process what was going on. “Maybe they’ll be back?” You asked. Daryl shook his head and held up a bag, there was a note sticking out of it.

Please forgive us. It said.

You rubbed your forehead and leaned against the car for support. Daryl stood up and raised one eyebrow at you. “You good?” He asked.