In the end (literally)

Andy's POV:

The hospital consists of six 'sectors'. We are in sector one, behind a massive pile of junk that we piled up to stop the zombies from getting to us. We have blocked up all but one sky light which we have a ladder up to so we can have a view of the hospitable. Oli is up with Brendon on the roof with a walkie-talkie so they can monitor our progress and warn us of anything...dangerous. Greg and Patrick are in with Taylor and Austin behind a very concealed doorway as they cannot physically come in their mental/physical state. They have been supposed with a walkie-talkie but most only use it in emergencies or when contacted by me, Jake, Jinxx, CC, Bryan and Ashley. We are going on a radio, food and medicine hunt and a supermarket raid.

We walk out holding objects we found (stocked up with surgical knives, rope, any shit that works) and we are now in sector two.
"Jake, Jinxx: you go search over there. Ash, CC go and search in the lab. Try my to cause too much noise and if you find a zombie; abort" I whisper and they all nod.
"Where are you going?" Ash asks me, I am satisfied to see the deep concern on his face. We are best friends (I know that sounds so gay) and I can't honestly say I've heard him be serious.
"Ahead. You guys don't worry about me I'll be fine but if anything does happen, take care of Taylor for me" I hear Ash laugh and CC pitches in
"Dude, stop laughing. This is serious. If Andy wants to play hero he can and I respect him for that..." he turns to face me.
"Youre really brave, bro." He says as we depart.
Bryan follows me as I knew he would.

I walk, I feel so much like Batman haha. Windows are smashed and bloody hand prints are left on them. It's been half an hour and I've seen nothing. I turn into a small closet.
"Should we pick up these syringes?" Bryan asks and I nod...we keep walking until we hear a shuffle.
Shit.
I hold out my knife ready to make a plunge as I turn around the corner. I see what has made the noise. Shit. Shit. Shit. I feel like I'm going to explode in fear. Bryan pushes past me and strikes the deceased being. A pained horrific moan escapes the creatures mouth.
Phew. Bryan smiles and turns around to face me.
"It was no big deal, you know." He shrugs. Oh please, get your head out of your arse.
I don't respond because relief and panic pulses through me making me unable to register what has happened...and what is about to happen.
"Bryan watch out!!!" I scream as a small group of blood thirsty creatures appear right behind him. Without hesitation, we runas fast as our heels could take us and realise they are closing in on us.
I choose the heaviest item I can find; a pole that was placed in the corner of the room Taylor was in and pierce was hole through one of the beasts foreheads..

TO BE CONTINUED CUZ I HAVE TO GO TO MY DADS SORRY

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