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Post by .Merios on Nov 19, 2008 17:48:29 GMT -5
This 1-story building helps along the process of sorting injured patients on the basis of the actual or perceived degree of injury and assigning them to the most effective and efficient regional care resources, in order to insure optimal care and the best chance of survival. There's two helipads on the roof to allow helicopters to come in and take away wounded to more optimal care. Inside is pretty clean, surprisingly- the zombies haven't quite destroyed the place too much. There's still quite a bit to loot.
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Post by Lance on Mar 20, 2009 19:26:14 GMT -5
Lance pulled up to the medical triage and looked at the building for a few seconds then looked down at Tyrant and said, "well it looks safe enough for you to come in." Lance reached over and picked Tyrant up and put him in his coat and reached into the back and grabbed his green military bag and got out of the car and walked to the front door with his gun rose infront of him.
When Lance went in he saw a few zombies so instead of shooting them he pulled out the katana he had gotten from the chiefs office and let them come to him so he could kill them. Once all the zombies were killed he started searching around the clinic type building. Lance ended up finding quite a bit of medical supplies. He grabbed what he had room for and took it out to the car and put it in the trunk. Then Lance hopped back into his car and put Tyrant on the passanger seat and and left the city.
(Lance and Tyrant are in stoneville
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Post by ragnell on Apr 6, 2009 8:15:31 GMT -5
(OOC James Jagger is now in the Holley Medical Triage Unit)
James slowly turned the corner moving around the building to its front entry-he would have preferred it if he could find a different way in but was to hurt to thanks to his fight with a B.O.W., He continued moving stopping was never was good thing, Opening the glass door slowly like he did everything since he fought that monster he walked inside checking both ways to make sure there wasn't any walking dead in the room.
"It would seem that i"m late to the party." James said to himself with sarcasm in his voice, The inside of this Medical Facility was socked with all manner of things that he could use -but only for a short time, He couldn't let his injured body keep moving without seeing a doctor soon, But for now this would work, First thing first he would need to keep the pain away and to do that he took some naproxen, Then he put some ice on his side if it was really broken this was probably the best thing he could do at the time, He walked it to one of the treatment rooms locked the door and went to sleep on the examine table.
A few hours later James woke up not feeling much bitter he grabbed the pain killers and took two more the only plus about sleeping was that he wasn't tired...or dead, Watch meant that he could keep moving towards the Hospital, Probably a bad idea but it was the only place he could think a doctor, He got up and unlocked the door taking his time has he moved the short distance to the exit, Once outside he started to try cars for keys and after the first few he found one-the key in the dash broad he started the engine and began to make his way to the Hospital.
((James has left the Holley Medical Triage Unit and is on his way to the Raccoon City Hospital.))
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Post by Kalonov Dyne on Jul 8, 2009 19:40:37 GMT -5
Kal rode up to the building, seeing that it was actually surprisingly well-kept. He rode into the building with Fangren, knowing that nobody there would care. He imagined that zombies would be all over the place, but he didn't see any. He searched the hospital for anything that could help later, and found some things to help cover Fangren's would.
He looked in some of the closer rooms, and found some coban self-adherent wrap, and wrapped up Fangren's torso. He grabbed a box of 100 gloves, medical masks, scalpels, and a medical kit from the nearest rooms. He put on 5 layers of gloves and a medical mask, to protect him from any blood from zombies, and put the rest in his pack. He was about to leave the last room he entered when Fangren started barking and wagging his tail.
"What is it bo... oh no." Kal smelled the same thing that he smelt in the pet store. Fangren snarled, growled, and barked ferociously at the door. Kal reached for his gun, right as the door started to open. He didn't want Fangren to get himself infected, so he locked the leash and tied it to his bike. The door opened, and Kal took aim.
It was a zombie, and it was headed straight towards Kal. He shot 3 rounds into the monster's head, and saw more coming. "I don't smell that attractive, do I, Fangren?" Kal said, smirking. He rolled the table out the door, knocking over the other 5. He headed out, and fired a round into 4 of their heads. "Oh fudge, I need to reload." He took out a magazine, and switched it for the empty one in his pistol. He was about to take aim, when the zombie grabbed his leg. He shot the arm, and the zombie let go in shock. He shot the head, relieved that it didn't bite him.
"Come on, boy." Kal picked up his bike, riding Fangren past the corpses. He tried to bite at them, but Kal pulled back on his leash, keeping him from the virus-infested bodies. He was about to head into another room, when he heard a scream down the hall.
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Post by Kalonov Dyne on Jul 9, 2009 12:06:06 GMT -5
"Don't worry! I'm coming!" Kal shouted, riding towards the direction of the scream. A strange monster was looming over someone, but he couldn't see the person. The monster looked like a giant bat with spikes coming out of its torso. It had 4 spider-like legs, and large dragonish wings.
Kal whistled, getting the monster's attention. He took out his Colt and was about to shoot it as it knocked the gun out of his hand with its front right leg. It pinned him to the ground with its wings, and was about to bite his face, when Fangren knocked it out of the way.
He saw what looked like scalpels flying at the beast. One punctured the right wing, and another hit it in the chest. Kal scrambled over to his gun, and fired 4 rounds into the monster's head.
"Gosh, what was that thing?" Kal looked over at the girl he had helped, and shrugged. Fangren was growling at the beast, unaware that it was dead. "Thanks for that. If it weren't for you, I'd be ghoul-chow."
"Calm down, boy, shh, shh." Kal gave Fangren a treat, and soothed him. "I'm not sure, but there is most likely more where that came from. I'm Kalonov, and you?"
"Trish. What are you doing here?"
'I came here looking for some medical supplies for later use," Kal explained. He noticed that his hand had a cut in it. "I also needed to get Fangren here a new look. He was in the pet store. If you go by there, please pick up an animal or 2, they are starving. I gave them all food, but they need homes. Anyways, what's your story?" Kal got out the Medi-kit, and wrapped up his hand.
"I came here to loot anything that may be useful. I am looking for anything that may help." Trish looked around, and got up. "I better get going, seeing how much trouble that thing was. See you around."
"Wait, I could use some help fighting these monsters, and clearing out a good possible HQ." Kal tried to chase after her, but she wouldn't agree to stick with him. He sighed, but he got the feeling that it would be better if he didn't stick around. "Man, not only do I have a scratch, I'm also nearly out of ammo. I need a place to restock on ammo. Let's go, Fangren." Kal rode off, just as a shadowed creature peeked out through the window.
Kalonov is now at Von's General Store
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Post by NotAvailable on Jun 12, 2011 8:37:49 GMT -5
[Will, Bill and Cam enter the Holley Medical Triage Center]
One of the first rules of zombie survival was to never go to a hospital or clinic. Ever. Of course because this held an oppertunity to not only gather more supplies but to maybe find Kevin, Will was willing to take the risk. It'd been a long drive here to the city but they'd finally made it. Of course during the trip, Will had been injured, a terrible gash in the side of her leg, cheaply wrapped up by old clothes since they'd forgotten to grab gauze a city before Raccoon.
Limping forward, out of the truck, Will looked up at the building entrance. There were stray undead moving about, but far away enough so that they weren't really an issue.
"How are we on ammo, Cam?" she asked, keeping her eyes on the building entrance, assertively.
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Post by Southern Son on Jun 12, 2011 9:15:32 GMT -5
*The SUV drifted into an area filled with shattered cars and debris. For some reason, Cameron was convinced by Will to check this clinic first in order to check for survivors, or Kevin. Perhaps even finding something inside that they weren't looking for at all. Although in this world, a small amount may go long ways.
The SUV comes to a stop in front of the clinic doors. The clouds were blocking the light as they were devouring all of the sunlight. Outside looked vapid, as if it's rained recently. Very little fog due to the low pressure of the climate. This weather, is what's known as the depressing weather.
Bill had his head rested on the headpiece of the backseat, he had nodded to sleep on the last few hours of the trip. He had removed his jacket in order to remain comfortable while sleeping. Which this came to an end when Will opened the door to the back seats, and yells in at Bill.*
• Will • "Bill! We're here! Get up!"
*At that, Bills' eye shot open, and he quickly glared to Will. Then realizing what he was doing, and he pulled his head back, and looks around the area they're in. Noticing the chaos that has accumulated here over a period of time, made him crack a smile. Will had already stepped away, as Bill climbed his way out of the SUV.
Standing on the concrete parking lot now, Bill reaches back into SUV, to grab his jacket and flange mace. Applying the jacket over his body, and sliding the flange mace into the holster on his back. The handle of the mace popped over his shoulder, and a string loop was showing as well. Bill really had no intentions of using a gun because he practically has zero history with guns.
Approaching the one-story building of a clinic, to see the front door is no longer there. Bill keeps his eyes inside to see if he can spot movement. Nothing, so he turns back around to see Will and Cam talking to each other.*
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Post by Rhinn on Jun 13, 2011 15:15:10 GMT -5
"How are we on ammo, Cam?"
Cam looked down at his sidearm and shrugged. “Well, it depends on what we find inside. We both have full mags for our handguns, but since we are using the same ammo, we could burn through it pretty fast.”
Cam’s gaze dropped down to Wills leg. It was still shapely and smooth, but it had a wicked gash in it. It brought him back to when it happened…
They had driven north out of Vegas early in the morning a few days ago. The first day was pretty uneventful. Cam had seen a cloud of dust appear behind them, but it never drew closer. Cam assumed that it was the marauders and that they had given up on them. Traveling by day was quick and the group had grown quiet, not having really anything to talk about. As night approached, Cam had pulled off the road and into a thicket of brush that hid his car. He shut down the lights and cracked the windows a bit to let in some fresh air. They had sat in silence listening to what was going on. After 30 minutes, they took out the MRE’s from the back of the SUV and ate the meals in comparative silence.
Getting to sleep was difficult to say the least. The supplies took up most of the back, but they were just able to fold the backseat down so that Bill could lie down. Then Cam and Will could recline their seats far enough back to lean back. It probably wasn’t the best arrangement, but it beat sleeping outside on the ground.
It got cold that night and Cam couldn’t tell if it was Will or Bill who snored like a freight train, but it drowned out the sound of anything else around them. He couldn’t turn on the car, or they risked using up all their gas.
By morning’s light, they were away, cold, stiff and hungry. Cam decided that it was okay to hook up his camping stove and he prepared them bacon and eggs to go along with the MRE’s. They cleaned up, taking turns to head out into the thicket just far enough away to do their business and then came back to the truck.
Packing up, they drove on until they reached the town of Valley Meadows. It was quaint, but also deserted of the living. The isolation it had from its natural border pretty much kept the citizens in one area.
That is where Will got hurt. They had stopped at a convenient store at the edge of town. The gas pumps were still on and they could use the gas. Cam pulled in and immediately looked around the area, making sure nothing could approach. Then he filled up his truck and the empty gas containers. Bill and Will had gone inside to look for food… twinkies or something.
As Cam was finishing gassing up, he heard a crash and ran toward the store. As he approached the door, he nearly ran face first into Bill, who was half lumbering, half carrying Will out of the store.
Seems like the place was overrun with the undead and Will had cut her leg on a sharp piece of metal from a broken display case. They raced to the car while Cam unloaded two mags into the crowd before running himself. He was able to drive off as the undead beat on the side of his truck.
Bill was able to apply enough pressure to stop the bleeding, but one thing that Cam forgot was to pack a decent field kit. They had some alcohol which burned and Cam offered one of his clean shirts to be cut up, but there was no gauze or cleaning agents.
That seemed to be the same reception at every stop. They had just enough time to grab a few things... gas here, food there, a map at a third place before they had to unload some rounds and speed away.
Cam estimated that they had gone through half of their ammo. That probably left about 100 rounds between the two of them for the 9mm, but his Mini-14 was fully loaded.
He had that slung over his shoulder and his machete was at his waist. He nodded to the front of the clinic. “I’ll go first”, he said, shoving his handgun in his holster and trading it for rifle. He had duct taped a flash light to the bottom so that both hands could be on the gun.
Carefully, he made his way up the steps and to the door. It barely hung on its hinges. He pushed the door open with the barrel of his gun and shown his light in.
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Post by NotAvailable on Jun 13, 2011 22:27:54 GMT -5
Will had grimaced when Cameron had mentioned they were burning through the shared ammo. She'd sighed and started on toward the entrance of the medical center, limping all the way in. "It's gonna have to do, then. We can resort to melee if necessary," Will told the two as they'd followed suit.
Bill had taken it upon himself to move infront of Will. He did swear to protect her, afterall. Will and Cam were side by side as they entered the rusty doors.
Moving into the reception area, there'd been a small desk that curved into a 'C'. A swircing chair had been overturned, papers littered the ground. The walls were crappily wallpapered with pale green, white trim and dark green leaf prints. Two benches had been strewn infront of the door with two regular, wooden ones.
Will felt a chill run down her spine. "Someone was making a barricade..." she'd muttered, moving up ahead of the group. It may have seemed weird, but since they'd left Las Vegas a week ago, she'd felt more or less, determined. Of course she was still scared sh*tless, but her need to find her fiance burned stronger and fiercer than fear, itself.
Overall, the hospital was completely silent save for the cliacking of blinds against the window. Couldn't be helped since they were shattered but boarded up with small cracks that the wind brushed through.
The brunette limped on toward the narrow hall ahead, shining her flashlight with one hand and pointing her Beretta with the other.Carefully taking steps, one foot infront of the other, she'd shined the light on the closed doors. It was unsettling...every single door in this hall had been closed with no way of looking in...or out.
"Freaky.."
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Post by Southern Son on Jun 13, 2011 23:44:05 GMT -5
*As the three motioned into the building, they were in a formation. However, as they gained closer to the lobby, noticing many paths to take. That's when it seemed everyone splits up without speaking about it. Will ventures down a narrow hallway carefully, while Cam just leans against the receptionist desk, rubbing the tip of his finger through his teeth as if he has something stuck in between.
Bill noticed he had several hallways he could glance through first. He randomly chose one that was practically closer to Cam. As he paced down the hallway, he gripped to the handle over his shoulder, swinging out the mace. Holding it firmly in his grasp, ready for anything that he finds. He comes a across a door that was knocked halfway off it's hinges.
Peering his head inside, to see two corpses inside. One appearing to be a dead human, the other being a zombified corpse. Bill entered the room, and approaches one of the corpses. Seeing it being a male corpse, and noticing a gun on the floor near the corpse. It being a hand gun, and he thought Will or Cam would be interested. He pulls himself up, and steps back to the door.
When he popped his out back in the wall, flagging Cam to come. He didn't realize that the zombie corpse, began to rise. Cam took his time making his way down there. As Bill waited, he felt the instinct of something behind him. He spun himself around, to see the zombie lunging at him.
Bill had leaped to the side, once he saw the zombie was running at him with both it's arms flung out. Bill had grabbed the right wrist of the zombie once he recovered beside it, as well as placing his free hand onto the back of the head of the zombie after he let the mace drop. Apply the power he has, with the combination of the momentum the zombie acquired, to smash the face of the zombie into the door frame.
Cam stood in front of the door, amazed to see Bill react that way to a zombie. The zombie's head almost caved in due to the impact, and it dropped to the floor. Bill glances over to Cam, and gestures him to watch. Bill steps over the zombie, to where he's standing on top. Peering down, to eventually stomp the zombies head in. The head pops on impact, and spreads out like a zit.
Bill slides off the zombie, to grab his mace. Keeping it in his grasp, looking to Cam after he was finished. Cam was really surprised to see Bill kill a zombie with his bare hands. Bill thought for a moment as to why he requested Cam's presence, then he remembered the gun on the floor. Turning his body to the side, pointing the mace into the direction of the hand gun.*
• Bill • "That gun, thoughtcha might wanna look at it. Didn't expect that zombie to be alive. Meh, guess I should examine more currfully."
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Post by Rhinn on Jun 14, 2011 10:32:27 GMT -5
Cam watched as Will hobbled down the hallway and then saw that Bill went down another hallway. A third hallway was opposite of them and Cam almost went down that hallway… but that pesky popcorn kernel was still stuck in his teeth! He picked at it and finally got it out. Man that was bothering him. He was about to head down the hallway when he noticed a purse and journal lying open on the desk. Intrigued, he picked up the journal and began to read the last entry. It was the receptionists. She was describing the last day before the outbreak consumed this area of Raccoon City. It scrawled off without an end, but a bloody handprint kindda told Cam what happened. Then he rummaged around in the purse and found some money and her driver’s license. He felt bad about taking the cash, but he had found another damsel in distress. The pictures in her purse showed her to be a pretty woman in her early thirties holding a little girl that could have been her clone. After collecting his money, Cam would make sure the daughter… if she still was alive, would know what happened to her mom.
Bill leaned out from a room and flagged Cam over. Taking time to pocket the journal and the ID, Cam made his way over to the room. As he leaned in the door, a zombie got up from the floor and lunged at Bill. Cam backed up out of the doorway. With his rifle and at this close range he wouldn’t be able to get a shot off. Cam was amazed to see Bill react that way to the zombie and was really surprised to see Bill kill a zombie with his bare hands.
Bill dealt with the zombie in an extreme fashion and put him down again. Cam came back into the room.
“By the Power of Grayskull, He-man, did ya get him or what!”
"That gun, thoughtcha might wanna look at it. Didn't expect that zombie to be alive. Meh, guess I should examine more carefully."
Cam cam around Bill and picked up the gun by the handle, but was careful to not point it at anyone. He set his rifle down on the bed and then pulled back on the slide. An unspent cartridge jumped out and Cam caught it in the air. He smiled at Bill. “I’ve got mad bullet catching skills.” Man, I am just stupid.
He dropped the cartridge out the bottom and caught it. It was empty. “Looks to be a Colt 1911, a .45 caliber. I’ll have to take it part to see if it is operational. You can have it if you want it. We have no ammo for it, but we can get some for it.”
Cam held it out but Bill didn’t reach for it. Cam shrugged and put it in his backpack. “We better start searching for supplies. Don’t want Will’s leg to get any more infected.”
Cam had seen a stockroom down the other hallway. He was going to go there and check for medical supplies.
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Post by NotAvailable on Jun 14, 2011 10:53:20 GMT -5
Will had been in another room when she'd heard the uproar in the halls. Bill had killed a zombie with his bare hands, impressive, but pretty intimidating. She had to thank God he was on her side...Either way, she'd been opening doors, careful not to walk into anything dead. So far there were dead patients, a couple of nurses and no Kevin. Suprisingly, she'd came into a desk in one of the private rooms.
Atop of it were medical files about a few car accident victims, inside the desk, however, there was a large, suture kit. She'd picked it up with both hands and placed ontop of the desk, carefully opening it up.
"Hey guys! I found a suture kit! I can fix my leg with this!" she said aloud. Inwardly she reminded ehrself that she could take it along with them so she can fix the others.
"Shouldn't be too hard...just like sewing up clothes....right?" she asked, no one in particular. She heard someone coming through the door, albeit slowly, figuring it was Cameron since her peripherrals saw a lanky man, she'd smiled.
"It's okay, Cam. I can stitch my own thigh, thanks," she chuckled.
Unbeknownst to her, it was a corpse of a doctor. The one from the room previously. It closed in on her, arms outstretched and it's maw opened. It staggered faster and clumsily toward the young woman when she'd finally turned to look at him.
"Cam wha---AH!" she yelped, trying to unholster her weapon, but due to her trembling hands, she'd dropped the weapon, sending it clacking onto the tile, beneath the desk. It grasped otno her shoulders and pulled her toward it, mouth stretched open wide. Pushing her elbow into it's neck, she'd reached for her Beretta in the other holster.
It snarled and salivated over her, forcing her to cringe at not only that, but the terrible smell. Finally, she'd managed to pull her sidearm out and pushed the barrel into it's forehead before turning her face and pulling the trigger.
A loud gunshot rang off through the entire vicinity. As such, the other corpses there had began to twitch and move...
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Post by Southern Son on Jun 14, 2011 12:45:29 GMT -5
*Seeing Cameron taking a gander at the handgun, Bill had stepped around the room he was in. Doing so in an attempt to find anything useful. He turned his eyes to see Cam was mentioning the gun. Noticing Cam offering it to him, Bill gestured him no by having his hand.
Cam took the handgun with him as he exited the room. Bill concluded that the room he was standing in was meaningless now. Following after Cam, to see he has multiple hallways he could enter. Wanting to choose the same one Cam did so that the hallway can be covered quicker.
Instead, Bill went to the hallway beside the hallway Cam strolled down into. The reason being is because Bill spotted a trail of blood entering through one of the doors. Grasping the mace firmly in his right hand, slowly stepping to the bloody door. He pulled the mace up, and was going to tap on the wood with the metal head of the mace. He stopped once he heard Will screaming from across the building.
The scream was vague because she was quite distant. Cam didn't hear her, but he got suspicious when he heard Bill jogging down the hallway. Cam watched him do so, and that's when Cam heard a gun shot from the same direction Bill was running in. Immediately Cam began to dash in the same direction with his M14. Both men were running with heavy objects, but to Bill that didn't matter. Cam watched as Bill was so much quicker than he was.
Bill found the room at which Will had fired off a round. Looking to her through the door frame, to see a corpse laying in front of her; with a bullet hole in it's temple. Bill looked relieved after he examined her body to make sure she wasn't bitten or anything. Entering the room, and approaching her. Although when Bill got there, he didn't pay attention to the fact she was tending her wound instead of being shell shocked from the zombie.*
• Bill • "Oh my god... Will, I'm sorry. I should've been here withya. You alright?"
*Bill had to kneel down to her because she was sitting on the floor. Applying some sort of medical spray over her wound before wrapping it. She tightened the wrap as much as she could, turning her head to Bill. Looking up to him, as if nothing happened at all. Bill analyzed her facial expression, and he was quite astonished.*
• Will • "Of course..."
*Bill began to chuckle after she answered his question finally. That's when he heard Cam's footsteps behind him. Turning himself around to see Cam holding his M14 out expecting a zombie to be waiting for him. Bill pulled himself onto his feet, and extended his hand to Will to help her up. She grabbed his hand, and Bill yanked her up as if she was a feather.*
• Bill • "Well I hope ya both understand that now, we gotta get outta here because a shot was fired. Any second now the zombies are gonna come look for us."
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Post by Rhinn on Jun 14, 2011 14:26:30 GMT -5
Cam had been in the medical supply room stocking up on medicines, sprays and wraps. The door had shut behind him so he hadn't heard Will scream. Instead he was grabbing bottles of anything he recognized. His dad had taking him camping many times so he knew what was in their first aid kit. Anything he didn't recognize, he left alone. So it was penicillin, pain meds, disinfectant sprays, gauze and tape. He was sticking it all in his pack when he heard the gunshot.
"9mm", he said outloud to no one. That meant will was in trouble.
He bust out of the room and ran down the hallway, back to the lobby and to the hallway that Will had investigated. Along the way, he heard the moaning of the undead being stirred to life.
That was what the Zombie Survival Guide had said. They were remain inert behind the doors until something stirred them. They were definitely stirred.
Cam reached over and shut a few of the doors. It probably wouldn't stop them, but it would give them some issues and Cam would hear the broken wood and glass.
He finally came to the room that Will and Bill was in. They were both on the ground, Bill checking on Will.
"He's right, we need to get out of here." Cam was thinking of the chapter in the Zombie Survival Guide that said that hospital and clinics would be the first places overrun. This place may be packed full of the undead.
And they were lunch.
"I've got some meds and sprays." He saw the kit that Will had. "We should do this in the car a ways away from here."
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Post by NotAvailable on Jun 14, 2011 14:39:51 GMT -5
Will shook her head, knitting her brows together. Before she could directly respond there were the sounds of shuffling, things being knocked over a room over. Sounded like some of them were in the hallway too. Briskly moving toward the door, she'd peeked through it to see six undead coming from their left and about five on their right, they were clumsily fumbling over eachother, trying to get to that specific room.
"They're closing in on us!" Will said, glancing back and fourth through the room. There weren't any windows but luckily, tucked away behind a screen there was a door. It probably lead to the next room.
"C'mon, let's go through here," she told the two while Bill and Cam began barricading the door with the gurney, and two chairs. Wasn't too strong but it'd buy them enough time to escape.
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