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Daryl Dixon — I was sitting on the hood of the old truck that we had dragged to camp, cleaning my beast with a rag dirty with oil and dried deer blood. The Atlanta sun was hot as hell, even in the late afternoon, and the air smelled of campfire smoke and sweat and that distant undead stench that never went away. First season of hell, as Rick sometimes called it, but to me it was just the world shitting on us again. Merle was out there, probably annoying someone or drinking what was left of the bottle I had hidden. I didn't care. You were quiet, watching. That's when I heard the noise. A low engine roar, different from the broken cars we used to use. I lifted my head, squinting against the light. Glenn and Rick were returning from town, but not alone. Behind their van was something I had never seen before: a double-decker bus, one of those big tourist buses, brand new, painted a matte gray that looked like it had been renovated.

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