Romancing the Slayer

Hospital Beds and Bedside manners

Making our way to the hospital, Avery and I were cautious. The dead were everywhere and every corner was a trap that could lead us to our demise. Avery stayed close beside me so that we wouldn't get split up, but we had to still keep a slight distance just in case the unimaginable happened.

We needed so many supplies, we were so low. Finding a white, windowless, van, I picked the lock as Avery kept watch for any zoms, taking out the ones who were close by. There was no use in wasting ammo right now, especially since we didn't know what the hospital was going to be like; it was best that we conserved our ammunition for when we got there. Getting into the car, I began to hot wire it so that we could use it to bring back supplies. We could carry so much more back in a van than in two, small, backpacks. Revving the van to life, I smiled proudly at myself before hearing a low, raspy, sound coming from behind me... 

Turning fast as a pair of drooling, snarling, jaws began to his at me before lunging for my face. Thank God for Avery. Within the blink of an eye, Avery was in the passenger seat, his hunting knife planted firmly in the zom's eye socket upon its own doing. My eyes wide, and my face covered in blood that once belonged to a human being, I looked to Avery. Again, he has saved my life when I had been too frozen to move. I'm braver than this, why didn't I move? Watching as Avery, calmly, pulled the knife from the creature's face, I didn't know what to do other than look to see if there were any more. My heart was pounding so hard and my hands shook violently. I should have looked... I should have checked first... There could have been more hiding back there and I would have just died. That was so reckless. 

"You're fine, Jules. It's okay. He was the only one." Avery said in a comforting tone. Nodding my head slowly, he could tell that I was still terrified. What was wrong with me? I was braver than this... Shaking my head before wiping the blackened fluids from my face, I exhaled slowly. Shifting my glance back to Avery as he disappeared into the back of the van, I watched as he disposed of the body by throwing the back doors open and shoving it out. Once it was gone, Avery closed the doors and raised a brow as he looked around the back seat.  "I think that guy used to live in here." He said with a slight chuckle. "There's a bed back here." Looking at it, he laughed at his own thoughts. "Maybe it was his version of a wanna-bang-go."

"Or he was a pedophile and he lured children into this van..." I said softly as I opened the glove box to find chloroform, rags, and candy, stuffed inside. "I, still, can't believe people like that existed... they might still... I'm just glad that that awful man got what he deserved." I said shaking my head. "Let's go."

With a nod of Avery's head, he climbed back up into the passenger's seat and we were off. The hospital would have taken so much longer to get to had we walked... it was miles and miles away from them, closer to the city than anything... This was dangerous territory. The closer we got to the hospital, the more zoms we saw in hordes. Deciding to circle around and move to the loading dock of the hospital, Avery and I parked the van with the back doors to the dock and got out. It was quiet... no zoms back here for some reason. Looking around for any sign as to why there weren't, we saw nothing. There was no reason for there to be none here. 

Placing his ear against the door to the loading bay, he could hear the hungered moans of the dead and closed his eyes to try to get an estimate of how many were in that room. After a few minutes, Avery smiled and pulled away from the door to look at me. There mustn't have been too many by the look on his face. Walking up the ramp to stand beside him, I reached for the handle. It was as though he were reading my thoughts. Very few at a time. Granted, Avery was a lot stronger than I was, it would have been better if he operated the door and I skewered the fuckers, but this was how it was going to be. Watching as he backed away from the door a small ways, I closed my eyes tightly and inhaled slowly before opening the door wide enough for one to slip out. Watching as it took the bate that dangled and danced before it, Avery took it out with grace before pushing it off the ramp. Nodding when he was ready for another, I did as told. Little by little, the room behind the door began to empty. The pile of corpses beside the ramp was getting too hard to add onto.