03 - Daryl Dixon
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Everyone in the group had gone to the CDC for help. Maybe they had a cure, and could save everyone. But it had turned out to be nothing more than a shelter, just with a bunch of food. The only scientist left, Jenner, was explaining how he had sealed the doors, and nothing could open them. “These doors are designed to withstand a rocket launcher.” Jenner said, once Rick requested they be opened.
Daryl, getting pissed off, grabbed an axe, raising it above his head to bring down on the scientist. “Yeah, well your head ain’t-!” He snapped, and everyone all had to grab his arms and yank him back.
“Daryl, stop!” Rick shouted, shoving him away. Daryl gave Rick a glare, then tossed the axe away, angrily running a hand through his hair.