Daisy ran through the doors and into a hallway where she saw the two men. She couldn't tell if they knew each other and as of right now, she didn't care. Daisy was worried about what was going on. Looking out the window, she saw dozens of walkers at the very gates she'd just climbed minutes ago. It must've been those gunshots she hears. 

"Thanks a lot, man." Daisy frowned, looking at the man with the dog. She could hear walkers moaning and groaning, making their way towards them. She wasn't sure from where though. "Walkers are in here too?" She looked towards the door she heard one clawing at. "Great." She frowned. 

The man with the dog introduced himself and his companion. She nodded at them. Daisy opened her mouth to speak but was cut off as the other man instructed Damien and herself down a dark stairwell. She hesitated to go. She didn't know them and this could be some sort of trap. But Daisy had been in worse situations. She also knew that the more people in their group, the more chance of safety she had. Biting her lip, she followed the two down a dark hall that led to stairs. Once they were safe, the man who's name she had yet to learn, spoke up. He introduced himself as Brant. 

"Name's, Daisy." She looked at Brant and Damien. "It's nice to meet you,too." She studied both of their faces carefully. She would normally reach out a hand as a proper greeting. Shaking hands was the 'American way'. But she decided against it. Things weren't the same anymore and shaking hands wasn't the first thing on her mind. Safety was all she was thinking about. She felt a furry little head nudge up against her leg and she reached down to pet Lobo, the dog. He began to wag his tail, tilting his head up and giving her hand a little lick. She figured he wasn't dangerous since he'd approached her nicely. 

"Is there another way out of here?" She asked, looking Brant in the eyes. He was the one who'd brought them here and she didn't want to be stuck. "How do you know those freaks can't get to us? 'Cause I don't wana be some dead guys dinner and I damn sure don't want to be trapped." She paused before speaking again. "I'm just sayin'." She ran a hand through the tangles of curls that sat atop her head.