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I am stuck in a hospital and there is something horribly wrong. Part 2

I moved my gaze toward the sound and kept my eyes peeled for them. Once they were in sight, I heard more banging coming from the door. There were more of those crazy people coming for me from within the building and I needed to defend myself. I focused my attention on the waiting room door. Maybe there was another way that led to a different part of the building. The gun was a small revolver, and I popped the chamber out to see there were three rounds left.

More banging and screaming. 

To be continued...

I still had the knife but it's not like I know what I am doing when it comes to fighting. I'm just a carpenter about to be forty with carpal tunnel. I didn't fucking ask for this! But my adrenaline was still keeping me alert and moving despite my wrists.

I could see now that the door was starting to give and the people or whatever on the other side either had a large object for smashing into the door or the weight of that person was enough to make the wood splinter. With every thump and smacking sound, I inched closer to that door by the waiting room while stuck in a trance and trying to think of a plan and stay calm. Finally, the door gave out and the people that were on the other side stumbled through. I didn't wait any longer, I just ran to the back and tried to look for an emergency escape.

The people who just came through the door were yelling and shuffling and I quickly glanced back as I was trying to crouch and dart to cover somewhere. There was a small window that you could see through to the waiting room and I noticed they were completely covered in cuts, and bruises and had weapons like metal racks and even a fucking computer tower. There were three that I counted. After they couldn't find another person to attack, I heard them start tearing into each other. The sounds they made were animalistic and guttural, like something inside of them was changed. I could've sworn I heard one of them eating something. I don't even want to think about that. I know those sounds all too well now.

Thankfully, I found a door that led to some stairs going all the way down to the basement level. There were two floors in the building and I found that the staircase was empty. I quickly dashed inside and hoped one of them didn't notice me. I bolted down the stairs, frantically aiming the gun around.

Finally, getting to the first floor, I pressed myself against a wall by the door leading into the hallway. I listened for any sounds, but there weren't any. Peeking around through the small slitted vertical window on the door, there wasn't anyone in sight. I wondered if the first floor didn't even have any trouble with crazy people.

Great! I could go out there and get some help!

I rushed forward, through the door, and into the hall. All I saw was a regular hospital hallway. Stretching down two ways with doors aligned on the walls. All I heard was the sound of occasional hums of machinery and that drone you hear in an empty liminal space. It felt peaceful and I had some time to compose myself. 

The entrance was just around the corner and there wasn't an emergency exit that I knew of so the only way I could think to go was the lobby towards the main entrance doors.

Turning my head to see again that no one was around me, I began to wonder if everything that had just happened was even real. The thing was, I had blood on my clothes, a gun in my hand, and a list of things to add to my trauma experiences. That's when I heard footsteps coming from my right. They were approaching rapidly from around the corner and towards the lobby area.

I had to at least try and see if anyone would at least hear me out or if the people down here were even sane.

"Hey! Is someone there! I need help, something is happening upstairs and there are people dead!" I called out. I approached the footsteps and got within arm's reach of the corner wall.