Will They Get Me?

The Hospital

Maggie's POV

I was performing a difficult surgery when a couple people poured in. I asked them to leave but they started to rip open my crew. They weren't human. I was so shocked that I fainted.

When I woke up, I saw a zombie looking down at me. It was a nasty sight. It obviously thought I was dead. My whole crew is on the floor dead, ripped apart. There was an intense pain in my forearm, and the needle was still in my hand. Without thinking I plunge the sharp end of the needle in the zombies head. It shrieks and it's dead. The blood of it's head pours onto my cloths.

I look at my hand and see there is a big bite mark on it. Great. It must have been a zombie, but since I had fainted, the poison couldn't penetrate my skin. I look over at the big amputation knife and make a decision. I take it in my none bitten hand and slam it down just before the bite mark. It hurts alot and I dig through the cabinets to get disinfectant and some bandages. Hopefully this will last and not get my arm infected to make it worse. I look at my arm and see something green and nasty slime out. I put it in a needle, and wrap the bandage around my arm. It hurt less now, but still a lot. I'm surprised that I didn't pass out, but the strength of my family pulled me through.

I figured that Daryl is dead since the police station would've been the first to get attacked, and just hope that Nicole and Carl had the sense to hide in her school. The thought of my Daryl being dead breaks something inside of me. Carl is strong he has more chances to save himself. I'm weak, I'm loosing tos much blood, I won't make it. But I have to try. I get out and look around, No zombies. I start to walk towards the exit, towards Nicole's school.