One after another- Chapter 2
Vicky Ryans was a 23 year old EMT, in Chicago. She was short for her age, most women towering over her. Her partner, Chris Turner, was a 30 year old man. He had a muscular and lean build. He was quite tall for his age, and made Vicky look even smaller. She climbed into the cab of the ambulance, her partner climbing into the passenger seat.
"I sure hope today is going to be quite, want to actually finish on time today." She moaned to her partner.
"You're with me, what's your problem woman?" Chris said sarcastically.
Vicky switched on the engine, and started to a nearby fire station to be put on standby. She turned the corner, and her radio crackled to life.
"Could 46 proceed to West Boulevard, we have an injured assault victim. Police are already on route."
"Copy that, 46 on route." Vicky replied back.
"Looks like we're going to be busy today." She said to her partner.
"Haha, yeah, just when I was hungry too!"
Vicky laughed at his response, then turned on the lights and sirens and headed to their destination. They raced past a coffee shop with a police cruiser outside, Vicky wondering if she should ask the officer to follow. She decided against it and kept going, her eyes constantly scanning the road, and the traffic that split to the sides of the roads to let her past. A speeding car came hurtling through the intersection in front of her. She felt nervous, she knew somebody would get hurt because of that. The sun peaked above the tall skyscrapers, engulfing everything in it's path. The breeze rushed through the open windows, blowing Vicky's ponytail around the cab behind her. Her partner readied the medical kit, double checking for the disinfectant and bandages. He put his rubber gloves on, grabbed his bag and waited anxiously for them to reach the scene.
The ambulance turned the corner, it's sirens still wailing. Two police cruisers were parked at the side of the road, their sirens flashing. A woman, surrounded by four officers, was sitting on the curb of the sidewalk, curled into a ball. Chris jumped out of the cab, followed by Vicky.
He raced towards the woman, Vicky heading towards the officers to find out what had happened.
"Officers, what happened?" Vicky asked a rather tall looking officer.
"This woman claims she was attacked by a drunken man. She said at first she thought he was going to mug her, so she threw her purse at him, but apparently he kept on going towards her. She then said she realised that there was something wrong with the man, and as she walked towards him, he lunged at her, and as she raised her arm to protect herself, he bit her."
"Do you know where the man went?" Vicky asked the officer.
"Yeah, she said a passer by came and kicked the man off of her. Then she said that the helper looked at the drunken man, and his face went pale. He ran off down the road, and the drunken man stumbled off in the same direction." The officer said, pointing down the road.
On the sidewalk, Chris had patched the woman's wound up, but she would still need to go to hospital to have it examined for any infection.
Chris accompanied the woman to the back of the ambulance, and climbed inside with her. The doors shut, and Vicky guessed he would be filling out the paper work and keeping an eye on the woman.
"Well, thanks for the information officers. One of you can follow us to the hospital if you would like, take a statement when the doc has finished with her."
The officer nodded his approval, and got into his cruiser with his partner. Vicky walked to the back of the ambulance, and opened the doors. The woman was laid on the bed, Chris sat over her keeping an eye on her.
"Whats her condition?" Vicky asked.
"She's okay, bit of a fever though, but other than that she is okay. She is resting now though, she was saying that she was tired so I told her to lay down."
"Okay, well we will be at the hospital in about 30 minutes, depending on the traffic." \
Vicky closed the back doors as she climbed out.
The woman's eyes shot open, and before Chris could react, she jumped up and sank her teeth into his neck. He didn't even have time to scream.
Vicky climbed back into the cab, and headed back to the hospital. She heard thumps in the back, but she thought it was the equipment banging against the wall, her being new to the job. She pulled the ambulance into A&E, and walked to the rear of the ambulance to collect the patient. The police cruiser that had been following had been called to another incident, so they were absent. They would have to return later. Vicky opened the back doors, and was met with a horrifying site. Blood was spread all over the equipment and the back of the ambulance. Chris and the patient stared at Vicky, both with blank looks in their eyes. Chris had a gaping hole in his neck where the woman had ripped the flesh. Her mouth was covered in blood, the front of her dress soaked in blood. Chris' EMT overalls were hardly recognisable under all the blood. Vicky screamed, and backed away as they both advanced towards her. She ran into the hospital, hoping to get any help she could. As she entered through the doors, she was met with a bloodbath, and blank, expressionless looks all aimed her way. She turned to run back the way she came, but was met with Chris and the woman. She never had time to scream before she was devoured by the dead in the hospital. Vicky later rose as part of the dead, and exited the hospital in search of new food.