06-06-2018, 12:06 PM
Ryan grinned to himself as he slid down the back of the door, breaking heavily through his smile. Even laughing a bit.
‘Promise Erickson.’
‘Dr. Erickson.’
"I didn't know you were a doctor!" he exclaimed, excited to know something new about this girl.
"I'm not." Promise said lifting files off the table, stacking them in one spot. "I don't have the title yet, I've done the school, done the training, and my graduation WAS a few months away." She explained looking a little upset with the subject, which turned into a smile when she found the intercom. When the desk was cleared she found the button hidden under a plastic casing complete with a warning label.
"Do not press this emergency button unless of a station crisis," Ryan said, reading the first line out loud. "This is a serious thing, isn't it?" He says before watching Promise.
She opened the case and pressed the button, it causes a radio to appear out of a secret compartment. She grabbed it and clicks the talk button. "Emergency, I repeat Emergency. Survivors in part C, hospital 3040219. An emergency line has been activated to report Survivors. One male and one female at hospital 3040219. Other survivors may or may not exist. Please send word or assistance. Over." She announced before letting the button go. She stared at the black radio with silver around it, She saw the lights indicating its working, but they only hear static. "Assistance needed in Part C of the station, hospital 30-40-219." She slows down the number in case she was speaking too fast. "One male and one female alone in the radio room. The outside is not safe, corpses being re-animated. Can anyone hear me? Over." She lets go once more, listening for even the faintest sound.
The button on the table was blinking, signals were being sent out, but there was no way of knowing anyone was receiving them.
Ryan watched her. The girl sounded like she knew what she was doing, but their help from the main core was not looking good. He grabbed the radio from her, squeezing the button. "God damn it! Say something! You can't leave us here! Send help or be damned!" He screamed starting to get a little worried. His voice hinting at his fear. Suddenly he felt more like a scared child than he ever did as a baby. His voice, however, was met with pure silence as well."You have a duty to protect us, now come to do your fucking jobs!!" He finished dropping the radio, almost throwing it to the table. He forced himself to step away and slammed his fist into the wall.
He was pissed off that they weren't answering, but it wouldn't occur to him that no one was there. That the same creatures who stole his family's life were responsible for there not being an answer...
"Please send some assistance to hospital 3-0-4-0-2-1-9 in part C of the station. Over and out." Promise made one more announcement, a little less hopeful now. She had the worse in mind. She had this image of all the officials being torn apart by fellow officers. She lets the idea of help coming die as she moved back to the intercom. She hits a separate button then began to speak: "If there are any survivors in Part C of this station, please find a safe place and lock yourself in. If you have nowhere to go, the hospital will take you in. Please take the fire escape to the roof. If there is no one waiting for you, please use the intercom on the staircase to let us know you are there. Please use caution, the dead have risen and will attack you. We will help anyone we can, but please use the fire escape to go to the roof, do not enter the building without help from us, we can not protect you if you do so. Thank you." Hope ends the transmission. It would be broadcasted over this half of their part of the station.
From over at the desk Promise’s head lowered. She only felt depressed that they were only able to help each other...
Promise dragged herself to the place she left her stuff and grabbed her backpack. She sat down and let Sonya out. The rat crawled around the room and found a place on the shelves to curl up and nap.
Max did just the same, only he found his place on the ground.
The Physician looked over and watched Ryan move, turning around to face her. "They aren't there, are they?" He finally said, coming to a conclusion. He moved just to talk softer, but when he was close enough the woman surprised him by jumping up and into his arms. She hugged him tightly, almost in tears already!
He was stunned at what to do, but melted in her arms and began to rub her back. He didn’t realize how much she was holding back until that point. "It's ok. We will come up with something." He said, holding her tighter, trying to believe himself.
They moved to the floor as well. There was no window, not even on the door, so they would be undisturbed for a long time. Unless they hunt by scent, but if that were true, they would be clawing at the door already. Promis has already begun crying, unable to control the feelings that were surrounding her. Who was Ryan to stop her? He could do nothing but comfort her.
Eventually, they fell asleep. It wasn't comfortable and wasn't luxurious, but it was safe. And they slept the whole night away
‘Promise Erickson.’
‘Dr. Erickson.’
"I didn't know you were a doctor!" he exclaimed, excited to know something new about this girl.
"I'm not." Promise said lifting files off the table, stacking them in one spot. "I don't have the title yet, I've done the school, done the training, and my graduation WAS a few months away." She explained looking a little upset with the subject, which turned into a smile when she found the intercom. When the desk was cleared she found the button hidden under a plastic casing complete with a warning label.
"Do not press this emergency button unless of a station crisis," Ryan said, reading the first line out loud. "This is a serious thing, isn't it?" He says before watching Promise.
She opened the case and pressed the button, it causes a radio to appear out of a secret compartment. She grabbed it and clicks the talk button. "Emergency, I repeat Emergency. Survivors in part C, hospital 3040219. An emergency line has been activated to report Survivors. One male and one female at hospital 3040219. Other survivors may or may not exist. Please send word or assistance. Over." She announced before letting the button go. She stared at the black radio with silver around it, She saw the lights indicating its working, but they only hear static. "Assistance needed in Part C of the station, hospital 30-40-219." She slows down the number in case she was speaking too fast. "One male and one female alone in the radio room. The outside is not safe, corpses being re-animated. Can anyone hear me? Over." She lets go once more, listening for even the faintest sound.
The button on the table was blinking, signals were being sent out, but there was no way of knowing anyone was receiving them.
Ryan watched her. The girl sounded like she knew what she was doing, but their help from the main core was not looking good. He grabbed the radio from her, squeezing the button. "God damn it! Say something! You can't leave us here! Send help or be damned!" He screamed starting to get a little worried. His voice hinting at his fear. Suddenly he felt more like a scared child than he ever did as a baby. His voice, however, was met with pure silence as well."You have a duty to protect us, now come to do your fucking jobs!!" He finished dropping the radio, almost throwing it to the table. He forced himself to step away and slammed his fist into the wall.
He was pissed off that they weren't answering, but it wouldn't occur to him that no one was there. That the same creatures who stole his family's life were responsible for there not being an answer...
"Please send some assistance to hospital 3-0-4-0-2-1-9 in part C of the station. Over and out." Promise made one more announcement, a little less hopeful now. She had the worse in mind. She had this image of all the officials being torn apart by fellow officers. She lets the idea of help coming die as she moved back to the intercom. She hits a separate button then began to speak: "If there are any survivors in Part C of this station, please find a safe place and lock yourself in. If you have nowhere to go, the hospital will take you in. Please take the fire escape to the roof. If there is no one waiting for you, please use the intercom on the staircase to let us know you are there. Please use caution, the dead have risen and will attack you. We will help anyone we can, but please use the fire escape to go to the roof, do not enter the building without help from us, we can not protect you if you do so. Thank you." Hope ends the transmission. It would be broadcasted over this half of their part of the station.
From over at the desk Promise’s head lowered. She only felt depressed that they were only able to help each other...
Promise dragged herself to the place she left her stuff and grabbed her backpack. She sat down and let Sonya out. The rat crawled around the room and found a place on the shelves to curl up and nap.
Max did just the same, only he found his place on the ground.
The Physician looked over and watched Ryan move, turning around to face her. "They aren't there, are they?" He finally said, coming to a conclusion. He moved just to talk softer, but when he was close enough the woman surprised him by jumping up and into his arms. She hugged him tightly, almost in tears already!
He was stunned at what to do, but melted in her arms and began to rub her back. He didn’t realize how much she was holding back until that point. "It's ok. We will come up with something." He said, holding her tighter, trying to believe himself.
They moved to the floor as well. There was no window, not even on the door, so they would be undisturbed for a long time. Unless they hunt by scent, but if that were true, they would be clawing at the door already. Promis has already begun crying, unable to control the feelings that were surrounding her. Who was Ryan to stop her? He could do nothing but comfort her.
Eventually, they fell asleep. It wasn't comfortable and wasn't luxurious, but it was safe. And they slept the whole night away
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