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~ZombiesXBrainzz~
Chapter 4: Visiting Hours
We stood in the hallway of the hospital, it smelled worse than a hospital normally does, it smelled like death, "This doesn't smell like a hospital..." Louis said,
"It smells more like death than normal." I said,
"Let's get to the rooftop people." Bill led us through some double doors and up some stairs. We shot the zombies down in the stairwell, "Through here." Bill said walking through a door, I noticed the stairs were blocked off so we had to cut through the hospital,
"I hate stairs." Francis said,
"I have a feeling their blockade didn't work out so well." I said.
We walked into a lobby area with a reception area, there was a faint crying, "I'll give that bitch something to cry about." Francis said, turning his flashlight off,
"You have yet to do that." I said,
"This time I'll actually do it."
"Okay Francis." I said, walking up some stairs. A hunter leapt out of a side room and nearly pounced on me, but it flew over the railing and into the reception area, "Hunter!" I said and shot at it, the zombie tried to jump away but Billie got it with a headshot,
"Got it." She said, it was the first thing I had heard her say since I met her,
"Nice shot." I said,
"Thanks." She reloaded her pistol.
Bill opened the door to another stairwell, "Ah hell... More stairs."
"Stairs are a good workout." Louis said, going up the stairs,
"Not when you have a bad knee."
"I hear that." I said referring to when I messed up my knee during volleyball once. I was out for an entire season because one day during practice I was messing around and I came down on my knee... It wasn't a pretty sight.
Louis opened the door and was showered in nasty green goo, "What the hell?!" The zombies ran at him and were tearing him up, I shot the zombies coming at him,
"Anyone see where that fatso went?" I asked,
"I'll get it." Margo said, running through the crowd of zombies, none of them were attacking her, they were focused on Louis,
"Margo, wait!" I ran after her, I figured the others could fight the zombies without us, she shouldn't be on her own. I rounded the corner into another reception area, Margo was nowhere to be found, "Margo...?" I looked around but didn't see her, "Margo!"
"Aria! Help!" I hear her exclaim.
I ran around another corner and saw her being choked by a smoker. I shot it and helped her up, "You shouldn't run off." I said,
"I thought I could get it."
"It's fine, you're okay." she stood up, "Let's get back to the others." I said, she nodded. There was groaning by us, I looked up and saw two red eyes glaring at us as the witch started to get up, "Shit, shit! Go!" I said, practically shoving Margo out of the witches sight before following close behind. The witch started to cry again which meant that she didn't see us anymore, which was a good sign.
The horde of zombies was gone when I came back, "Where were you guys?" Francis asked,
"Doesn't matter." I said back, "Let's just get going." I walked through a pair of double doors. The hallways were littered with dead bodies and medical equipment was thrown about, "Holy shit..." I said as I stepped over a pile of corpses. On the wall there were various bloodstains, the place looked more like a war zone than a hospital.
We rounded a corner and saw an elevator down the hall, "We can take the elevator to the roof." Louis said,
"I hate elevators." Francis said.
I walked over to the panel on the wall, and observed the two buttons, up or down, "You guys ready?" I asked,
"Press it." Bill said.
I hit the up button, the elevator screeched to life the sound of grinding metal filled the empty hospital, "That can't be good." I stepped away from the elevator.
The zombies broke through the walls and some were coming from the air vent, the elevator felt like it was taking forever to come down to our floor, I turned around and saw that it was only on floor 20, holy shit we are going to be here a while, "Aria! Look out!" Margo tackled me to the ground as a hunter lunged at me, Billie killed it as we both got up,
"Th-"
"It's no big deal." Margo cut me off and went back to shooting zombies.
One of the fat zombies came through a hole in the wall, "Boomer!" Louis said, "Watch Out!" Margo and I backed off as he shot it.
The explosion of the zombie caused guts to splatter all over Francis, "Agh! What the hell is this?!" The zombies went after Francis instead of us,
"Shit." Louis said,
"The guts must attract the zombies too!" I said as I beat some away from Francis. I turned and saw his gun was pointed at me, "Shit, don't shoot Francis, you're aiming that thing right at me!"
"Shit, sorry."
"We don't need another incident again." He turned and started shooting in another direction, one where people weren't standing. The elevator dinged behind us, "Elevator's here, come on!" I grabbed Francis by the arm and dragged him to the elevator. The panel had so many buttons on it, this hospital was larger than the hospital I was in when I had my car accident, I wasn't sure what button to push, "Come on guys!" I exclaimed to the others. They rushed into the elevator, I didn't know what floor to go to, 28 was the highest number on the panel, "That'll work." I pressed it. The door closed as more zombies ran at us, just separating us from their attacks. I sighed in relief as the elevator started ascending, staring at the numbers as they went up, 5...6...7...
Beep... beep... beep... I could hear it, an electronic beeping, like an alarm clock going off in the darkness. There was talking, people frantically saying things that kept going in and out of focus. I didn't know where I was, I didn't know what happened, I was just there in emptiness. Sound was coming back to me again, "Oh god Macy, Aria, Soph!" I heard my dad exclaim, he was distraught, but I still didn't know what was going on, "... Dad..." I muttered, "Aria..." He said, "Aria!" He was farther away, his voice fading out along with everything else. I woke up, the fluorescent lights bright in my eyes, I groaned and got the feeling of nauseousness. The beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound filling my room, in the bed next to me my mom was laying there connected to tubes and wires, but Sophie was nowhere to be seen and neither was my dad. A nurse walked into the room, "Ah Aria you're awake." She said, "W...where's my sister?" I asked, "She's in surgery right now, the accident had caused some serious damage but we have the best surgeons taking care of her so there's no need to worry." No need to worry? There was probably a pretty good chance my sister was going to die and it was my fault! I closed my eyes to blink away the tears, "Am I allowed to see my dad?" She nodded, "I'll send him in." She left. A few minutes later my dad walked in, "Aria, thank god you're okay." He approached my bed and grabbed my hand, "Dad, what happened?" "When you were out driving with your mom and sister some asshole ran the stop sign and destroyed your car." "Did they say anything about Soph?" He paused for a second, like he was choking back tears. He sighed the emotion away, "They said that she has a lot of bleeding internally and some broken bones, they're trying what they can to help her." I knew it was too good to be true, my sister was dying and the nurse was trying to sugar coat it. He must have seen a look in my otherwise swollen face, "Look, Aria, everyone is going to be okay. You, your sister and your mom will pull through this better than when you went in." It was a shock to everyone that Sophie pulled through the whole ordeal, she stayed in the hospital for the whole summer. Sometimes she'd be good, sometimes she looked like death, but every day I was there hoping for my one true friend to make it out alive.
"You call this an apocalypse? Doesn't hold a candle to the great zombie attack of '57." Bill said, pulling me out of my thoughts,
"What?" Zoey asked, genuinely confused,
"Heh, nah I'm just horse shitting ya." Bill laughed.
The panel beeped to the next floor, 11...12...13... I noticed Francis look around with a disgusted look on his face, "Which one of you jackasses just beefed?" I didn't notice until he said it, but the air smelled like rotten eggs,
"Oops... Sorry." Zoey said with a smirk on her face, "Zoey!" Francis exclaimed,
"That's disgusting!" I said as we all backed away from the walking gas machine.
The elevator kept beeping up as we were slowly rising to the top floor, "I have a bad feeling about this." Bill said,
"Hey, look on the bright side: even if you don't make it, I'll still be really handsome." Francis said, which received a laughed from all of us. Idle conversation continued for the last few floors, "I hate elevators. I hate helicopters. I hate hospitals... And doctors and lawyers and cops..."
"Francis, is there anything you don't hate?" Bill asked,
"You know what I don't hate? I don't hate vests."
"I do. I think your vest looks hideous." I said,
"It's not hideous, it's groovy."
"Call it what you will." I said as the doors finally opened to our floor,
"We need to find access to the roof." Louis said,
"Let's go." I said, heading out.
The wind blew hard through the opening of the unfinished floor of the hospital, in the distance lightning streaked over the skyline, I had almost forgot that it was raining it felt like we had been inside for years. Louis shot some zombies that were standing around, some of them were dressed in hospital gowns with their zombie butts hanging out the back, "Hey Louis... You'd look good in one of those hospital gowns." I laughed,
"You think so?" He smirked,
"Nobody wants to see that." Francis said.
I shoved a zombie over the edge of the building and laughed as it fell through the mist and out of sight, "Haha, take that." Karma instantly bit me in the but because I was grabbed by a smoker and pulled toward the edge. Before I could fall to my death I grabbed onto the ledge as Margo killed the smoker.
Zoey came to my side and grabbed my hands, "It's okay, I gotcha." She pulled me to my feet,
"Thanks Zoey." I wiped my wet hands on my pants to try and dry them off, even though it didn't help much.
Margo picked up a bottle of pills that was laying on the ground and stuck them in her sister's backpack, "Save these for later." She zipped up the bag. A quiet moan sounded in the air again, "There's another crying bitch around." Margo said as everyone turned their lights off, "You think we could get her to run off of the roof?" She smirked,
"That sounds like a very very bad idea." I said,
"But it'd be funny to see."
"That's messed up." I walked through the structure of the hospital. The witch was sitting off to the side in a dark corner just crying away, I heard a gunshot and the witch screamed. She started running at us, "Who the hell shot the witch?" I asked, running back towards the others. The witch was running at Margo and tried to get her but proceeded to run off the ledge, I turned toward Margo and glared at her,
"What?" She asked,
"What part of 'bad idea' don't you understand?" I asked,
"I know it was a bad idea, but you didn't tell me not to do it."
"I didn't think I needed to tell you."
She rolled her eyes, "Whatever, nobody got hurt." She walked past me. In a way she reminded me of a female Francis, which one Francis was bad enough, we didn't need another one walking around getting us into trouble. We followed her around the corner and into the safe room.
Zoey and I stuck some boxes in front of the door and regrouped with the others, "Almost there, almost there!" Zoey said,
"That helicopter pilot better be there." I said, grabbing a pipe bomb off of the table,
"If he ain't at least we'll die with a nice view of the city." Francis said,
"I always knew I would die on the rooftop of a hospital surrounded by zombies." I said,
"That sounds like a pretty specific way to imagine yourself dying." Louis said,
"I'm a sucker for specifics." I shrugged.
Margo grabbed a first aid kit and stuck it in her backpack, "Alright guys, you ready to rock?" She asked, also grabbing a pipe bomb from the table.
We all looked at each other to make sure we were ready to head to the roof. Bill nodded, "Alright people, let's get to that helicopter." He opened the door.