you and Daryl had been the odd two out in the group since you met; you two wernet like the others, you were tougher, you'd both been to hell and back. But another thing you both shared, you had trouble opening up.

the group was in Alexandria now- a safe community from the apocalypse. before Alexandria there was terminus- which was supposed to be 'sanctuary for all'. Long story short, terminus ended up being full of cannibals. Some of the men were also rapists.

daryl knew something had happened to you in there, he remembered how- in the dead of night- you had been forced out of the place the group had been locked in, and how you had returned shaky and broken. He remembered being too scared to ask.

terminus hadn't been mentioned since. Everyone just wanted to forget it. One day you and Daryl were sharing a cigarette beside a car he was fixing. You looked around you and said, "I didn't think things would be the same, yknow, after terminus." daryl nearly winced at the name. He knew what happened there.

"I never asked how you were after... it all." daryl mumbles in his thick accent.