24 Part 1: Maddy
I still can't figure out what is up between Logan and Kate! They were acting so strange. They went from Logan obsessing over Kate, then Kate hating his guts, to Logan saving her life! She would always deny it, but I knew that she liked him. I had my suspicions that something happened the night she woke up. Whenever she just even glanced at him she turned away with red checks, shook her head and rubbed the scars on her neck.
It had been two days since Kate had been found, nearly dead. Logan insisted never to leave her so the rest of us had to clean out the hospital.
24 Part 2: Two days earlier
"Hey Renee!" I called over to her. "You wanna go clean out some of the hospital with me?" She nodded. "Sure! I'll get Megan, Kristen, and Matisse to come." "Okay. I'll get Alexa, Katie, and Mitch. We'll need all the help we can get." "I'm coming too!" I heard a voice yell. I spun around to see a very angry-looking Carl standing there. "Carl..." I started. "You can't come in. You'll get hurt. It's dangerous in there." His head drooped. He kicked his feet making dirt fly. I coughed. He whispered, "I want to help. Everything I do causes trouble. My parents both died, and that man... Jarrett was his name? He died when he tried to save me." Tears filled his eyes, but then he looked up in anger. "But that won't happen anymore! I'm going to be brave, just like my dad!"
I sighed. I can't let this kid come in. He'll die. An idea popped into my mind. "Hey carl," I said. "How would you like to do a special job for me?" His eyes filled with excitement. "What is it?" "You get to go help Kate, with Logan." He nodded vigorously, and ran into the RV.
Just then, Renee, Kristen, Matisse, Megan, Alexa, Katie, and Mitch all came running over. They all wielded their own weapons of choice. Renee had a giant shoe... just kidding. It was actually a sparkly purple shanking knife. Kristen had a silver bladed knife. Matisse was too busy adjusting her high heel to notice what was going on. I shoved a knife into her hand. "Take this Matisse." I said to her. "Oh," she mumbled. She held the knife, and put her shoe back on. Megan had a small hatchet wedged into her belt, and she had borrowed Jarrett's sword. Obviously, Alexa had her golden katana. Katie had a Victor Lee Fantasy Folding Knife, which suited her. (for all of you that don't know everything about weapons, that is a four bladed knife, that can be thrown like a ninja star.) Mitch had an army knife. I had my sword, and my crossbow was slung over my shoulder.
I kicked the front door to the hospital. It swung open, and the hallways were empty. I pulled out a flashlight, and a few of my friends did the same. I shone the light down the hallway, hoping that maybe, just maybe there wouldn't be any walkers inside. Nothing crawled towards us, so I was hoping for the best. I motioned for my group to move forward, and they walked in. There were three rooms on the left of us, and three rooms on the right. There were stairs leading down at the end of the hallway, and also stairs leading up. "Megan, Renee, Kristen, you take this room," I said as I pointed to the first room on the left. I then pointed to the next door. "Alexa and Matisse, you take this room." The last room on the left I gave to Mitch and Katie. "I'll take the first room on the right. Scavenge whatever you can, and meet me back here when you're done." Everyone nodded, and split up to go to their own rooms. I walked into my room.
"Holy…" I whispered. This was a small hospital, and when this virus spread, they must not have had enough rooms. I looked around, at row after row of decaying people, none of them even having beds. Only two beds were in the room. I started to count. One… two… three… I stopped at about forty-five people. When I got closer, I realized something else. Each person had a small hole on their forehead, and blood was splattered on the bed sheets underneath them. They all must have gotten shot when they started to turn into a walker. None of them were moving though, and I walked back out of the room. Katie, Mitch, Alexa, and Matisse were already waiting. "You find anything?" I whispered. Mitch pulled out one box of painkillers. "I found this, and more bodies that I could count. All shot in the head." I nodded. "Me too." Alexa whispered, "Us too." Just then, Renee, Megan, and Kristen walked out. "Just bodies." Kristen whispered. Renee moaned. "I think I'm gonna be sick." The air smelled like rotting bodies, and I thought I would be sick too. "We have two more rooms," Megan said, and she pointed to the two rooms on our right.
We split up evenly, and walked into the rooms. Just dead bodies, as far as we could tell. "Okay, we can move upstairs, or down. Should we split up, or just move in one group?" I asked. Alexa replied, "We should stay together. Down those steps, it looks pretty menacing. We don't know what could be down there." I nodded. "Alright, down or up first?" Megan said, "How about up? If we clear out the upstairs part, then we can take this place by night. No more sleeping in that RV." "Sounds good." I said. We started walking upstairs. The steps were covered in blood, and there was a barricaded door at the top. I pulled out a small axe from my boot, (don't ask why I keep an axe in my boot), and chopped the chain down. "Get ready guys!" I yelled. I kicked the door, and it swung forward. What we saw at the top shocked us. There was one large room, and it was all cleared out. No bodies, and there was one man standing there, pointing a rifle at my head. "Woah, buddy, take it easy! We're not infected, and we cleared out this hospital!" I shot my hands up into the air to show that I had no weapons. He lowered his gun. The man had long, dark brown hair. He had crooked glasses, and one lens was broken. He had a long white coat on, and surprisingly, it was clean. "H-Hello…" He moaned. He started to cough. "Wow, I haven't talked in so long, I almost forgot what to say." His voice started to clear. "I'm so glad there are other survivors. I thought I was the only one left. My name's Chandler. I used to work here." "How long have you been up here, chained on this floor?" Alexa questioned. "Well… I'd been working at this hospital for three years. All of a sudden, one day a man came stumbling. He was going on about how he had been attacked by a cannibal. He showed us a large bite on his arm. We took the man, and gave him some medicine. He started coming down with a fever, and we kept him hospitalized. The next moment, he's up out of bed, attacking the doctors. He infected all the patients with whatever the virus was. All the doctors started turning, so I shot them, and the patients. Then some of the geeks chased me upstairs so I chained the door behind me. That was… about four months ago." "Geeks?" Renee asked.
"Geeks… that's what I call them. It's better than their actual name." "What's their actual name?" Kristen asked. "Their real name is Homo Coprophagus Somnambulus. Quite a mouthful." He lifted his hand and scratched the back of his neck. "So… considering that I know more about these geeks than you do, I'm assuming that you're not part of the military, coming to clean this mess up?" I shook my head. "We're just a group of people who survived. This hospital looked pretty safe, so we stopped here." His head drooped. "I should 'a known. This thing won't blow over." He then looked up at us. Well, how would you like a tour?"