The Last Of Us

Chapter Seven : Alive

Emily! Emily no! Emily don't! Please!

No.No.No.No. No!

Ahh! My stomach, it hurts. It hurts as soon as I got up. Wait, where am I?
My clothes are changed,the room is painted white with only a painting hanging on the wall and a sofa beside the window. Oh, it's a hospital room. How did I end up here?

As far as I remember, i was shot. What happened then? Where are the others? Someone took care of the wound and then dressed me up. I wonder who did it.Enough of thinking, I should go out and look for them. It hurts if I move but I have to go.

Just when I was about to open the door i stopped. I hear footsteps, someone's here. A butter knife, lying on the floor,lingered with dust,that's the only thing in this room i can use to defend myself. Whoever that is, that might be my friends or someone from those goons.

The footsteps are getting closer to the door, closer and closer. It stopped right at the door. Any moment now, someone can come in and kill me, or i kill someone.

The door creaks and slowly opens, a tall man slowly enters. I grab onto the knife tightly and try to attack him but I failed. He grabbed my arm before I could hit him.I try to break free but I couldn't. He spun me around, facing my back towards him and snatched the knife from my hand.

"Let me go!" I shouted without thinking for another second.

"Emily, calm down, it's me." The man said.

The voice sounded familiar. A deep, husky voice. It's harry.

"Harry, i'm-" i stopped as the door swung open and a few known faces appeared in the room.

"Emily,you're awake." Jake said as he entered the room.

"What happened? Why did you scream?" Aaron asked pullkng me away slowly from harry with the same old concerned face.

"I'm fine. I thought I was kidnapped by those goons and thought that harry was one of them. I even tried to attack him but he stopped me." I said.

"Oh. Anyways, I'm glad you're awake."he said.

"Yeah. By the way-" he didn't let me finish.

"Get some rest. We will talk later." He smiled and everyone left the room except harry. They are not listening to me. Ugh!

I walked to the bed and sat on it. Harry then followed me and sat beside me.

"So, you were going to say something?, Weren't you?" Harry said.

"Yeah,we are in a hospital, how did we get here?" I asked.

"You were shot, we didn't have anything that would help you so I wrapped a cloth around you to stop bleeding and then we traveled here."

"Then?" I asked, being curious like a kid.

"Some people live here. A group of survivors. They saw us,then they took us in. They took the bullet out and gave you medicine. There's a doctor here. Now, no more questions. Take rest" He chuckled.

"Okay, last one. For how many days was i out and is this the sanctuary you were talking about?" I asked and smiled.

"You were out for 3days and no this is not the sanctuary. We traveled on the opposite side of the camp." He said.

"I thought I would die." I sighed and laid back on the pillow.

"I wouldn't let that happen. I mean, we couldn't let you die." He said.

"I know. Give me a tour of this place." I said.

"You shouldn't-" i cut him off.

"I know! I shouldn't move, blah blah blah. Please, i wanna go out!"

"Fine. Let's go." He said.

We got off the bed and walked out of the door.Though I'm fine now, but it hurts a little when I move. It's making it hard for me to walk.

We were walking down a hallway and Harry was introducing me with the people living there. Soon,Harry noticed that I couldn't walk properly. He gave me his hand as a support to walk. I smiled smiled at him and he smiled back.

We walked downstairs on the 3rd floor to the cafeteria where the others were. Everyone was sitting on a table waiting for lunch. Harry and I walked to them and sat with them.

They were all talking about the hospital and about what we all should do to survive in this world. It's weird how I met my brother and harry after so many years. I'm happy but why here? Why in a world like this. We are in a kind of a world where we can die any moment. I may die today or maybe my friends will die. These thoughts make me so sad.

"Don't overthink Emily." Haery whispered.

"What? How do you know I was?" I asked.

"I know you from highschool." He smiled.

"Oh yeah." I said and gave him a look.

We were all having a good chat when suddenly we hear people shouting. We walk to the hallway and find a few people in biohazard suits taking people to some room through the big door at the end of the hallway.

A guy fell on the ground from the wheelchair and started acting weird. Soon,some guards came to the scene pushing themselves through the sea of people gathered to see the situation.

They pushed us back and locked us inside the cafeteria. Everyone remaked out because of what's happening.

"What's in that room?" I asked to Harry.

"I don't know. In fact,no one knows what's inside."he replied.

I didn't say anything else. I kept quiet like everyone else until everything went back to normal.In about 20mins the hallway cleared, al the men and women were taken to that room and they cleaned the whole hallway, probably with some chemical things.

As the cleaning was done, they opened the gates and let everyone go out. I stood up and started walking to the hallway and then to that door. I noticed that Harry was following me.

As I got close to the door some guards ran and stopped me and harry.

"I'm sorry miss but you can't go inside." He said

"I want to ses what's inside." I said.

"It's forbidden." A man growled from behind me and ordered guards to take me away.

Two men came and grabbed both of my hands and tried to carry me away but then Harry stopped them.

"Hey! Chill man! She doesn't know anything!" Harry growled at them.

"Fine! Take her away kid and tell to keep her nose away from our things!" The man growled back.

The men let go off me but then I noticed some bruises and a scratch on my hand. I tried to hide them but he noticed.

He took me back to my room and put some antiseptic on my hand. I frown had formed on his face. He was angry on those men for doing that, but it was my fault. I was being a little extra curious.

Harry applied the antiseptic and then sat on the sofa beside the window and looked outside. I was getting myself into trouble with that curiosity but there's nothing i can do about it. I'm still thinking about what's inside that door and what lies ahead of us.