Dead of the Night... Silently Happening.

[Ash]

After the meal and Promise made Sonya get back in the portable cage, they got up and back to the journey. Ryan had more trouble getting through the obstacles than she, and he had noted her flexibility. Another few hours and they were out, now trying to climb down.

Ryan went first this time, taking Max with him. He was heavier than the man remembered, but Max was important. He could warn them and even protect them. Also, Promise seemed to really attached to him.

The climb down was longer also, it went all the way down to the streets. Ryan lets Max jump down before he reaches the ground floor. The dog shook off the high feeling and went sniffing about. Ryan used the shotgun and a couple of rounds, searching the little area they landed in as She climbed down the last few feet. When she was safely down and bat ready they carefully walked the streets towards the main road. Promise lead and Ryan was a good back up player, but they both were on the edge as they tiptoed through alley after alley.

They made it to the main road without being spotted by the dead. However when Promise looked around the corner there was a small group of the undead in their way. Some hunched over and tearing into a corpse. She pinned herself to the wall as she came back around the corner.

They needed to go this way, the emergency doors for the hospital would always be activated and open, she couldn't say that for the other doors to the building’s entrances.

"We got trouble." She whispered. "A roadblock if you will." She added, glancing over at Ryan.

He nodded and looked around the corner as well. He counted at least ten of them easy, but there were a few hidden by the others. He thought about just blowing over them, but what if there were more. They still didn't know what set these creatures off. Guns going off could be fatal if they hunted by sound, but walking past them wasn't going to be easy.

Ryan switched out the gun for the nightstick. "Smash what you can, but keep moving. Our goal is to get into the hospital and call for help." He spoke but sounded as though he were telling himself more than he was telling her.

Promise agreed with a solid not an looked both ways again. "The doors are just past them." She explained, spotting the flickering sign that hovered just past them. It read: 'Emergency Room' in red lights which blinked. "The bad news is, they can open the door just as easily as we can, so get as far away from the door as you can before stopping." She warned him she tightened her grip on the well-used bat.

Ryan nodded, knowing he can't be seen. He stepped out into the open and when his partner was ready and right next to him they charged! The woman with the bat wasted no time, slamming the cold metal of her weapon harshly into the skull of the first corpse she came close to. She swung again, pushing her way past them as much as possible. Max rushed past them and his owner, while Ryan struggled to get in and out of the group of cadaver eating cannibals.

As the adult male tried to slip out of the closing group he was grabbed by cold dead fingers. He cried out softly before he began to twist every part of his body to escape. He felt the creatures begin to pull him back into it and held on tightly until he was too tired to fight back.

Instead of giving up Ryan twisted back, using wooden baton stick in his hands to bash into one of their faces. He could hear the skull break before he kicked another one off. He twisted again, swinging the shotgun around and knocking the two off their feet - In the process almost tumbling down along with them. He regained his balance quickly and aggressively asserts himself by smacking a woman's jaw and jamming the stick into another's face. As soon as he found a way out of the bunch he bolted off not wanting to be held back too long by the creatures.

Promise was already slipping into the ER. The young punk followed, only glancing back at the seemingly confused monsters to make sure they were not rushing him.

He entered the emergency room but lost sight of the girl almost instantly. Luckily Max was barking to alert him where they are. He came in and found the girl he’d saved about two nights ago already batting away at some elderly. He was confident in her ability to swing the bat but sprang into action once more when he saw she was about to be surrounded.

A security guard who’d no doubt was one of the first to be attacked.

Most of his big gut was opened wide and his organs just hanging out. Ryan was disgusted but easily motivated. He never liked the rent-a-cops! Ryan cleared the hall in a matter of moments to bash the man's head into a wall. A heavy spray of rust-colored blood painted the wall. His damsel in distress glanced over just in time to watch Ryan do so before she turned to her own task.

The zombies made from older folks look frail and helpless, but she quickly found out that they were just as tough to put down as the others. Part of her felt sick by her actions, and then other parts were laughing at how fun it was to finally be able to do something she liked to fantasize about...

As a doctor in training, she had to deal with old people constantly whining about the soup or the bed. The remote didn't work and they didn't like how she folded the corners of the bed. She damned them from afar, hoping the mean ones died and the spiteful would get an illness in their old tongues.

Working together they cleared the hallway. Breathing heavier and covered in sweat the two approached an incoming elevator, they could hear the groans coming from the inside as it came to a full stop on their floor. Max began to growl and bark at the closed doors. Ryan pushed his companion towards the stairwell and held the door open as she inside. He whistled for the dog to follow and locked the door behind them to keep that mess out.

Promise knew this wasn't going to be easy, and she knew the undead would be waiting here as well, so she was rather calm about the invasion.

Climbing the stairs wasn't too hard on her either, she stayed in shape by climbing them every day, but Ryan was gasping when the reached the fifth floor. There was five more above them, and then the roof. Maybe that was the best thing to do. Wait for help on the roof of the hospital. No sun meant less time to dehydrate, and the hospital had supplies, big cans of food!

Upon reaching the floor of their choice, they pushed the door open and looked both ways. From their point of view the couldn’t see anyone around. That didn't mean no one was on this floor, so they cautiously moved into the main halls and began to navigate the way to the nurse's station.

Even as they found the station Promise refused to breathe easily.

They reached the back doors finally, and still without any person or undead surfacing. She took a hold of the door and tried to open it when it wouldn’t she began to jerk on the handle, a panic surfacing in her throat. If they couldn't get into the room they did all of this for nothing! She giggled the handle more violently as if that would get it to release! "It's locked!" She cried. a little too loud.

Ryan placed his hand over her’s and stopped her from panicking before he firmly grasped it himself and tried. Testing it left him with the same results as her before he caught the scanner in his sight. In her panic, she must have forgotten she needed to use her thumb to access the room. He grabbed her hand again and no sooner did he position her thumb against it did Max starts to bark at something down the hall. He watched the scanner light against her thumb just as they began to hear groans the intercom announced: "Physician of this hospital, Promise J. Erickson. Please enter now."

Through the pounding of his heartbeat in his ears, he could hear the lock release.