It was chaos in the hospital. Everyone stumbling to get in the caravan that Konrad was forming. Everyone tried to quickly gather as much of their belongings as they could with them. Out front of the hospital people were gathering, the lucky ones had backpacks to carry their possessions and the unlucky had to clutch them under armpits or in tight hugs. The noise confused Anastasia, even parts yelling and chatting as people brushed past her and out of the doors. She was helping Rose get the patients ready for travel. Some of them were easy enough, all they needed was crutches or someone to help them walk. But there were a few who couldn’t walkr, not even move. She was helping Rose push a stretcher with a man that laid in it, he shook in his sleep and moaned of danger and pain as oft as not
