Diana stood at the entrance to the stairwell and waited for the undead she had roused from their lethargy to approach the huntress. To her relief they were all the garden-variety zombie and not the stringy-haired fast ones, so all she needed to handle them was Saint Sinner Valentine. Diana waited until most of them were in sight and took careful aim before opening fire. A single bullet to the head would put these ghouls down for good.
Diana began tapping out single shots with her assault rifle and brought down each ghoul in one shot to the head. Zombies were far from the hardest targets to hit because they moved at a glacial pace and did not bother trying to dodge or otherwise protect their heads... not that she was complaining. The huntress was glad that she was getting a break from the fast zombies who led their slower brethren into battle. She was sure that the break would be short-lived once the team worked its way to the first floor, but in the meantime she would take advantage of it to regenerate a bit of the magic power she had spent casting In Nomine Luna multiple times. While it was a taxing spell to cast, she had gotten a lot out of each casting and had saved Catherine's escorts quite a bit of ammunition.
Diana picked off twenty of the oncoming zombies before she had to reload. Diana mentally counted down the five seconds it took Saint Sinner Valentine to reload and raised the weapon once it was ready to go again. She then finished what she started and picked off the remaining twenty or so long before they got within range to threaten her. The huntress watched and waited for stragglers to round the corner and was rewarded when another ten reanimated patients staggered into view from around the nurse's station. Diana waited until they were all bunched up before opening fire again, picking them off with the remainder of the current magazine.
Diana tapped the reload button and waited for still more stragglers to appear, but after two minutes of waiting she concluded that no more zombies lay in wait for her, so she turned to the team's leader.
"I will go ahead to make sure that this floor is clear." Diana told him. He nodded and the huntress started to sweep the second floor. The huntress moved forward and had taken six steps when she heard Ami's voice.
"Hey Diana, are you OK? Did you get all those zombies?" Ami asked.
"I killed thirty, but I am not certain if I got them all, so I am sweeping the area now." Diana replied while heading for the nurse's station. She thought that she had seen an intact computer terminal, but she was not sure. She would go find out.
"I'm looking through all the second floor windows again to see if any zombies are still in hiding!" Ami told Diana.
"Go for it." Diana gave the android her blessing as she reached the nurse's station and turned left. She looked on the floor and saw the four reanimated doctors she had shot before the rest of the zombies shuffled out of their rooms and towards the source of the commotion. To the right was an intact computer monitor with an open e-mail on it. The curious huntress walked over to the monitor and leaned down to read it.
"There's not much time left for us. Things have really gone to shit and there's not much hope of rescue. It's only taken six hours from the time this... this outbreak started to the hospital being all but overrun.
The first floor's completely overrun and the second floor stairwell's full of those things. We've put up a flimsy barricade, but we don't have much time left before this floor becomes a slaughterhouse, so I've authorized the remaining staff to move all of the patients who are too sick to move to the other side of the second floor so that maybe they stand a chance of being evacuated. It's not likely, but I can't just leave them to be eaten alive once those things break through. How did things get this bad so so quickly?
I don't know. I'm just a Doctor of Pediatrics who's in way over their head. Dr. Carlisle was supposed to be in charge here, but the coward fled on a medevac chopper and left the rest of us to die. I hope that when he dies he burns in Hell for abandoning us when we needed him the most, but I know he doesn't care about us. He was always more worried about advancing his own career than helping patients.
In the meantime, I'm trying to hold things together the best I can, but it's not working. The staff are at the end of their ropes and are frightened out of their minds. The security guards fled long ago, so we don't have any weapons or anyone to protect us. I know that I won't live to see the sunrise again. I just hope that the rest of the staff and patients are evacuated before those things get through." The message read. Diana recognized the "Doctor of Pediatrics" as Dr. Reese, the stringy-haired zombie she had shot a few minutes earlier. Diana had known that the outcome would not be good, but something about the hospital's last hours affected her more than she had realized.
Diana stood up and looked to her left and to her right. No zombies were in sight, so she went back to the computer monitor and saw a second message below the first. Diana used the intact keyboard to scroll down using the DOWN arrow button and saw the second message. It was a missive from a Dr. Wilson, Doctor of Cardiology.
If you're getting this, barricade the second floor NOW!
Those things broke through the police barricade about ten minutes ago and they're right outside the front door. The police are all dead and hospital security's nowhere in sight, so there's nothing left between us and those things who are eating people. This is bad. This is really bad.
To make matters worse, I think that Dr. Carlisle asshole called off all further medevac flights after he got to safety. We've still got patients waiting for medevac and we can't keep the news from them for too much longer. I hope that asshole burns in Hell for that. I really do. I won't live to see that he gets what's coming to him, but I'll be watching from the other world.
I've had all the patients who can move sent to the second floor where you can care for them. I know you're overwhelmed up there, but I can't stand to leave them to be eaten alive. There are still a lot of bedridden patients and not much time to move them. I have... an idea, but it goes against everything that I vowed to do when I became a doctor. It's so abhorrent that I can't even bring myself to write it down, but it's the only thing I can think of to save them from being eaten alive.
Oh no. They're in the lobby. I can hear the screaming. I can't wait any longer. I've got to do this.
Good luck to you, Dr. Reese.
May there be mercy on my soul for what I'm about to do." The message read. Just then Diana heard Ami report in.
"The second floor's completely clear as far as I can see!" Ami reported.
"I will finish sweeping the second floor. The team leader is expecting me to report back soon." Diana said to her companion before leaving the terminal behind to complete her sweep of the second floor. Hopefully the support team leader would not be too upset with her for taking time out to read the terminal.
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