Well here it is the last chapter I know it's kinda abrupt but i dunno. I just don't know where to go anymore.

Chapter 5

Is there a doctor…. Anywhere?

Forgot to add the bios for the two newest additions.

Matthew: 20, white, brown hair, medium build, medium height, lost father to plague, mother to cancer.

Jessie: 18, white, ash blond hair, lithe build, medium height, lost father to plague, mother to cancer.

After what felt like an eternity when the sound of people standing over him talking, no arguing above him. He tried to open his eyes but his brain seemed to be taxed just by filtering the voices. They were muffled at first like listening under water but started to clear up a little bit at a time. The first voice that he could hear clearly was Jake's.

"How was I supposed to know this would happen I hit him with a basket ball not a bowling ball!" he shouted.

"Why did you do that in the first place, you saw his hands were full!" shouted Jessie, god bless her misguided soul.

"Would you two stow it the ball to the side was the last straw but that's not what caused this kind of damage," that was Vanessa's voice she must be looking after him because it felt like she was talking right above his head, "this damage was progressive. It was a previous injury that got worse and finally became too much for the rib cage to withstand."

"How is that possible he did not have a scratch on him when we got here," inquired Erin her voice was getting closer meaning she was walking closed something Andrew was sure she should not be doing.

"So what caused that," the voice that must have been Matthew inquired and Andrew was sure if his sight had returned that Matthew was pointing at him.

"I don't know," answered Vanessa, "I do know that I can't help him with what we have here."

Andrew tried to open his mouth and speak but once again the synapse did not fire. Suddenly he felt exhausted and lost all sense of conscience.

After an untold amount of time Andrew opened his eyes. Only to close them due to the abrasively bright light above him. He opened his eyes lowly giving them to adjust to the light. He was not in the warehouse any more. The white ceiling and the smell of antiseptic told him he was in a hospital. He slowly rose and put his feet on the cold floor. He walked forward or would have if his knees had not buckled on him. He was able to grab the edge of the night stand and steady himself. Just then the door to his room opened and two figures stepped inside. Their faces however were obscured by shadows

"Hey buddy you okay?" the voice was instantly recognized as Jake's.

"We're glad you are awake," added Erin

"Wh… what happened, where's Vanessa, the zombie's are we safe is the hospital barricaded?" panic filled Andrew's voice.

"Calm down man, what are you talking about?" chuckled Jake.

"THE ZOMBIES THAT WERE TRYING TO KILL US REMEMBER!" shouted Andrew.

"I told you to stop looking at those late night horror flicks," jested Erin.

"Yeah man we were mountain biking and you hit a rock and fell off, the doc said you were lucky to get away with some broken ribs and a concussion," said Jake.

"Alright well it looks like I am alright now," said Andrew breathing a sigh of relief, "Give me a couple of minutes to change and we can head home.

A few minutes later Andrew left the hospital room with Jake and Erin in tow. After talking to the doctor he signed some papers and made his way for the door.

The sight before him was one of a beautiful day. The sun was shining there was not a cloud in the sky.

"C'mon guys let's go home," said Andrew turning to his friends for the first time since he left his room.

I hope y'all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed making it.