Bottom of the barrel

The Bottom of the BarrelThe bright daylight slices through the shattered glass ceilings of the massive, abandoned Walmart superstore, revealing rows of completely empty, rusted metal shelves. Standing in the middle of a desolated aisle are Daryl Dixon and Andrea.After sweeping the empty racks, the only objects left behind are exactly three dusty aluminum cans labeled "DOG FOOD" sitting lonely on a lower shelf.Daryl, holding his heavy crossbow ready , picks up one of the pet food cans. He turns his head toward Andrea, lets out a dry sigh, and gives a slow, ironical nod with his head, signaling 'this is all we've got.'Andrea lowers her weapon slightly, her face filled with a mixture of disgust and grim acceptance. Daryl grips his walkie-talkie, his gravelly, low voice cracking loudly over the static: "Rick, the store is completely picked clean. Nothing but dog food here. We are taking the cans and moving out to the clock tower now. Over." #thewalkingdead #DarylDixon #Andrea #RickGrimes