ShawnChapter 18
I went to the clinic and picked up my other bag and filled it with drugs, bandages, tape and sutures. The bodies of our patients littered the rooms and hallways. Inside, I cried again at the sight of the dead, but it was the living who still required my help as much as I needed help too. My mind searched within the house and found some old women who had escaped detection in the basement along with some of the younger children. I went to the basement and called down telling that all who I...