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In Page, Arizona, they found a house that wasn't completely destroyed and decided to stay for a few days. Annie noticed they weren't too far from the local hospital and she found herself low on medical supplies once more.
"If Troy and Britta would stop getting burned so much on their experiments, then I wouldn't be nearly out of everything," Annie said, gathering everyone in what used to be a kitchen.
"Hey! Those experiments pay off in the long run," Britta defended.
"Yeah, without those experiments we could have been dead by now," Troy agreed, "besides we aren't the only one's getting ourselves hurt. Didn't you have a bad ankle not too long ago? Didn't you do a face plant on the ground?"
"A rotten one grabbed my ankle, twisted it, and caused me to fall on my face," Annie shot back at him.
"Enough," Jeff put his hands up, "the point is that you're out of supplies, Annie, and that you need new stock."
"Exactly," Annie said, "the hospital not only would have the basic things I need, but it would have much better and stronger medicines. There could be other things people have left behind as well that we can take."
"So, hospital raid," Abed asked.
"Hospital raid," Jeff confirmed.
"I'd like to sit this one out," Britta said, "I'm not fond of hospitals, especially creepy ones where there are dead people walking around. I'll stay here and watch Ben."
Jeff looked to Shirley, "Looks like you're in."
"Just tell me what I need to do," Shirley replied.
"You and Abed will be look outs," Jeff began laying out the plan, "Annie, Troy, and I will go in and collect what we can find. First floor only."
"That's very limited," Annie pointed out, "How about just the first and second floor?"
"There's more risk if we go up to the second floor," Jeff explained, "there aren't many exits in case of an attack."
"But there wouldn't be much on the first floor."
"Fine, first and second floor. That's it."
Abed grabbed the duffle bags and passed them over to Jeff and Annie.
"This sounds like a two person job," Troy said, "why do you need me?"
"As Britta pointed out, there's probably rotten ones inside," Jeff said, "large groups of them."
"And my arsenal of molotovs and explosives would be able to kill a large group of them," Troy said in realization.
"Bingo," Jeff turned to Britta, "barricade yourself in and don't let anyone in unless you know it's us."
Britta nodded and picked up her walkie, "Stay safe you guys."
The rest of the group picked up their walkies and weapons before leaving the house and running the two blocks over to the hospital. Abed was instructed to stand outside the hospital entrance while Shirley was posted inside of the entrance. The remaining three crept silently through the halls of the hospital, not wanting to disturb any rotten ones if there were any.
"So far, so good," Troy whispered, "maybe they got lucky and evacuated everyone."
"Or they turned into rotten ones and left when they couldn't find any food," Annie said.
"Guys, stay on target," Jeff said, "Annie, do you know where they would keep all the supplies?"
"I don't see any storage down here, let's go up to the second floor," Annie replied.
Annie led the way up the staircase, pausing at the top step when she heard groans and shuffling from the other side of the door.
"Do you hear that," Annie pointed to the door.
Troy and Jeff stood still, straining their ears until they heard the same shuffling and groaning.
"Sounds like a large group," Troy commented.
"Crack the door and see where they are," Jeff said.
Annie quietly opened the door, poking her head through and having a look before turning back to the others.
"They're facing away from us," Annie whispered, "and I found the storage area. Follow me and stay quiet."
They nodded and quietly went through the door, Troy shutting it soundlessly. Annie led them to the end of the hall and opened the double doors.
"Take everything," Annie said in a low voice, "no matter what it is, take it."
They set to work quickly, shoving bottles and boxes into the duffle bags. In a far corner, Annie discovered a couple medical books stashed away on a shelf with a notebook full of various notes.
"Thank god for med students," Annie chuckled, tucking the books into a duffle bag Troy had been holding.
A shelf that Jeff had rifling through toppled over when he reached for the top shelf, clattering loudly to the floor.
"Shit," Jeff cursed, Annie and Troy leaping over the downed shelf and to the door. Jeff followed them out and saw the horde of rotten ones rushing toward them in the hall. Troy looked to a window and smiled.
"Fire escape," Troy pointed before digging around in his pocket and pulling out a grenade, "I've been waiting for the perfect time to use this."
"Where did you find that," Annie asked.
"No time, break the window and go down the fire escape," Troy said, "now!"
Troy tossed the bag to Jeff, shoving them toward the window before he pulled the pin. Annie used the butt of her gun to break the window and clear out the glass, her and Jeff tossing out both bags before they scaled down the fire escape. Troy barely made it out the window before the grenade went off, causing a huge explosion and blasting out the remaining glass in the window.
"Jeff? Troy? Annie? Someone speak to me," Shirley had shouted into the walkie.
"Large horde of rotten ones," Troy answered out of breath and climbing down the fire escape, "had to use a grenade. You okay?"
"I'm outside with Abed! You could have warned us," Shirley scolded, "Did all of you make it?"
"All of us are here and in tact," Jeff answered once his feet touched the ground.
"Guys, get back here right now," Britta's panicked voice came over the walkie, "Rotten ones are trying to break in, they heard Ben crying. Wait...no! They're inside. I repeat, they've gotten inside!"
"Shirley, Abed, go," Annie commanded, dropping down from the ladder, "We'll be right behind you."
Troy climbed down the fire escape quickly, breaking into a run once he hit the ground. Annie and Jeff snatched the duffle bags and followed closely behind. Even from two blocks away, they could hear their friends screaming. They didn't stop running until they reached the house, stopping to shoot and slash their way through rotten ones on the front lawn. They threw the bags inside and barricaded the front door and windows hastily before going to the back of the house and finding Abed cornered by three of them.
"Not my best friend," Troy surged forward and pulled them away from Abed before picking up a chair and bashing their heads in.
"THERE'S SIX OF THEM IN HERE HELP ME," Shirley shouted from the kitchen.
Annie and Jeff shoved past Abed and Troy and got into the kitchen where Shirley was beating a couple rotten ones with a baseball bat.
"Annie," Britta called to her, aiming her arrow at a rotten one and missing the shot.
Annie gasped and saw Britta's shoulder oozing with blood. She went over and started dragging her out of the room. Meanwhile Jeff was decapitating the remaining rotten ones until there weren't any more left.
"Britta," Jeff looked around after he killed the last one, "Annie?"
"I have Britta," Annie yelled from the other room, "I'm looking at her shoulder!"
"Abed, Troy," Jeff shouted, "still alive?"
"Yeah, we're both alive," Abed replied.
Jeff's eyes landed on Shirley, "You're not bitten?"
Shirley shook her head.
"Good," Jeff picked up a rotten one, "let's get these out."
Annie came back into the room after the group had cleaned the house of rotten ones, her face looking sullen.
"Annie? What's wrong," Shirley asked.
"It's Britta," Annie started, "that wound on her shoulder is a bite."
"No," Jeff didn't want it to be true.
"One of them bit her," Annie said, her voice remaining steady, "she doesn't have much time left. All we can do is say our goodbyes and one of us will have to…you know."
"I can't," Shirley said, picking up Ben, "I can't shoot the person who protected my son."
"I'm not able to kill a friend," Troy said, "a close friend."
"Same here," Abed said, "I can't do it."
"Well I'm not going to be the doctor and the executioner," Annie crossed her arms.
Everyone's eyes landed on Jeff, who sighed and hung his head.
"I'll do it."