Return of Death.
Chapter 1: Code 22
"His vitals don't look good doctor I can't see him lasting the night to be honest" The nurse said as she handed him the clip board with the patients records and vitals on it.
Payne sighed as he took the chart and glanced it up and down. His chin showed he hadn't shaved in the past few hours and his eyes defiantly displayed the lack of sleep, and he dreaded to think how his breath smelled. Then again his patients hand always come first after all isn't that why his wife was now staying at her mother's.
"Doctor?" the nurse asked, Payne suddenly shook off his tiredness he realized he'd started to daydream whilst looking at the chart.
"Put him on some morphine, and could you be an angel and get me some coffee?" Payne asked handing back the clipboard.
The nurse smiled and wrapped her arms around the clipboard. "Sure, be right back" she said leaving, making sure the wiggle her backside as she left.
Payne knew he was still attractive but what really did his head in was when a young nurse would still try it on even when they knew he was married. Being quite a young doctor he knew the attraction would last at least another few years. Oh well he would just have to bare with it.
He rubbed his chin and lent against the reception desk, the reception was now empty it was now half two in the morning and for once the hospital was relatively quiet except for the few patients who couldn't leave and the strange bite victims, apparently there had been a brawl in a pub down town.
He was about to turn round and talk to the receptionist, Rebecca one of his oldest friends she had started working at the hospital together a couple of years ago when Payne was still an intern, when his bleeper went off.
He scurried to move his coat to the side and checked his bleeper, it read CODE 22 ROOM 15.
"Jesus" he uttered
"What's wrong Quinn?" Rebecca asked from behind her computer.
"A patient is attacking a nurse." Payne replied and he sprinted out of the reception and into the corridor, there was no time to take the lift he'd have to take the stairs. He quickly ran up the stairs bounding up them three at a time, fortunately he'd always taken it upon himself to run several miles a day whether it was before or after work.
He reached the third floor quickly and he could already hear the cries from the fight. As far as Payne knew there was only one male nurse on tonight and only three other doctors besides the surgeons.
He reached stepped out into the ward and could see the fight in room 15 already.
The nurse that had just been wiggling her butt was locked in a wrestle with a guy at least twice her size and it looked as though he was trying to bite her. What unnerved Payne even more was that about five minutes ago this guy hadn't even been able to sit up in bed due to the bite on his neck but now here he was about to ripe the face off a young nurse.
Payne ran down the ward knocking several nurses and curious patients to the side and he stormed into the room.
The patient had just managed to lock his teeth around the end of the young nurse's nose. She screamed out as the man ripped the nose clean off. Payne wasn't normally squeamish being a doctor he'd gotten used to such a feeling but he felt sick to the very stomach when he saw this. He advanced on the man intending to end it now he never took any kind off abuse from the public to his staff while he was on duty. In fact in the past he'd been suspended for removing a patient by force about a year ago.
However wearing his work shoes and the combination of the blood and the shinny floor Payne lost his footing and scattered to the floor.
He fell behind the nurse and the patient and nurse both fell over falling to the floor. Payne wasted now time on the floor and quickly hauled himself up. However it was too late for the young nurse the man had now wrapped his teeth around her young flawless neck and ripped a whole in it so big the blood literally launched out into the man's mouth.
The man seemed to take some pleasure from this and it seemed as though he was eating her flesh.
Payne raised his foot and kicked the man square in the face, breaking several teeth and the nose. The man flew against the door banging it against the wall. He let out a cry but it seemed to be a cry of desperation rather than pain or anger.
Payne watched as the man pulled himself up, Payne was shocked any kick like that would hospitalize a normal person.
The man advanced upon him but again the combination of blood and the shinny floor meant that as soon as Payne tried to retreat backwards he fell to the floor. Knocking the bedside table, that had been placed with the morphine and syringe on it, to the floor.
The man was on top of Payne instantly and trying to rip out his throat, but Payne was full expecting this and he slid his hand underneath the man's chin and held him back.
Payne now managed to look the man straight in the face and his eyes. His eyes were blank apart from two small pupils and his jaw kept snapping for Payne's face. Payne glanced around and saw the syringe. He quickly grabbed it in his right hand and wasted no time in thrusting it into the man's side.
The man let out a grunt from the wound, but still he attacked.
Payne with drew the syringe and slammed it in again and again. But the man showed no visible sign of pain.
He then decided to slam it into the man's eye. The syringe went into the eye and made a disgusting squelching sound as he thrust it in this time the man stopped obviously dead the syringe had gone into his brain.
Payne sighed and heaved the body off him and glanced around the room and the vast amount of blood and the corpse of the young nurse then he vomited.
