Rick stepped down the bunker’s spiral staircase first and as he reached near the bottom, the lights flickered on but didn’t stay on; it kept on flickering.
Shaun followed with Dakota in his arms and laid her down on a foldout bed with a thin mattress.
“This place seems really old,” Shaun remarked.
“Come have a look at this,” Rick told Shaun to come over, “take one of the men and go to this location, and look for food.”
“The rest of the men should each hide in a tree. Seal the bunker with the rocks again,” Rick instructed.
Rick wiped the hair from Dakota’s face and watched her.
“Dakota,” he said her name, trying to wake her up.
Dakota’s eyes fluttered open and all she could see was Rick’s face.
“I must be dreaming,” she said, reaching out and touching his face.
Rick was about to te
