Care packages had been distributed to every part of the city. The government believed that this was where most survivors would be and, at the same time, the areas where the Zombies were concentrated the most.
,m However, something like this had never happened before, and the military was believed to have been stretched incredibly thin, which was why a solution was suggested, to arm the local people with weapons and give them a fighting chance to survive.
To the cities, they were unable to reach or help. They had dropped more care packages compared to the rest. What they didn't expect was that after just two weeks, humanity and society would completely collapse compared to what it was, turning into a lawless zone with everyone doing whatever they could to survive.
And one of the groups had been quite unsuccessful so far. They had a member of their team killed right in front of them. Their hands were chopped off, and they were also stabbed right through the neck.
The woman was unable to get over the scene, and it was vividly flashing in her head. It wasn't just her though, the whole group was demoralised after experiencing their first care package, and unknown to them, they had taken these feelings into their second one.
When the group reached another care package, there was another group in front of them. After what happened last time, they were frightened and scared, and in the end, the girl known as Nay, the one that had recently lost her friend to a red-haired crazy swordsman, acted rashly.
As soon as she had pulled a gun out of the care package, she attempted to kill the other group's members. Even though they had agreed to split the rewards, she ended up firing a few shots and had done well in killing them by surprise, but one of them had a knife and, in a last-ditch effort, used it to stab one of the men in the group before being shot to death.
Because of this, with the supplies they had managed to get, they had decided to rush back to their base. The man held tight onto his stomach in great pain.
"This is all your fault, Nay!" one of the men shouted. "Because of you, Chris has been seriously hurt!"
"I already said I'm sorry!" Nay retorted back. "And we had no clue what the other group was going to do. What if they were like that last person and suddenly turned on us? In the end, they're the ones that are dead, and we are alive. Only Sky was the one that got hurt out of all this."
The others didn't have the same thoughts as her, and she could tell from the look in their eyes of the others that they were all blaming her for this.
"Fine, I will speak to Dr Ricky…I will do whatever it takes to get him to treat Chris. Are you all happy now?"
Hearing this, they no longer looked at Nay but instead continued to track forward.
'Why am I getting the blame for all this? I wasn't the one who stabbed Sky. I wasn't the one that dropped the care packages or sent us all out to get them!' Nay clenched her jaw in frustration.
Eventually, the group reached their base, which was surprisingly a medium-sized hospital. It wasn't a general hospital but a private hospital of a dermatologist who specialises in Skin treatments. It was also one of the reasons why they hadn't suffered as much as the other hospitals when all the mess started, and as well as due to Dr Ricky's quick thinking, who was the leader of the current group.
Each one of them hesitated before walking in, but after a few groans from Sky and seeing the pale look on his face, they had to go inside. By the door, there were two large baskets, one that would be used for the hospital's laundry. There were also somewhat armed people standing on the outside of the door.
Nearly no words were spoken as they dropped their bags inside before entering the hospital. This included all of the supplies that they had. After going through the entrance, they continued forward down a hallway and entered the reception waiting area of the hospital.
While walking around, once again, they came across some people with weapons on them. When heading to the reception, they handed all their weapons to the person behind the desk, the receptionist of the group.
"Tell Dr Ricky that we need his help immediately!" One of the men shouted.
"I will book you in for an appointment once you have filled in these forms and contact him straight away." The receptionist said her hands were shaky as she went to reach the phone, and she was doing her best to keep up the way she was currently acting.
The group was beyond frustrated but knew there was nothing they could do. As they placed the Sky down, they went to fill in the forms as quickly as possible and handed them back. Arguing would only waste more time.
'That damn, crazy Doctor, what is wrong with him? This world has gone to crap, and he's still roleplaying like this is a real hospital…but what choice do we have if we want Sky to live, we have to follow his stupid rules just like everyone else!'
The phone rang a few times, and eventually, the other end answered.
"Yes..yes…the group has returned….One of them is missing. It says they died, and another is injured…yes..okay."
The phone call ended there.
"The doctor is free to see you now. Please head up to the fourth floor, and he will be waiting for you."
The entire group turned towards the double doors, and each one of them gulped as they were about to meet with the doctor once again, something they would never look forward to.
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