It had been two days since anyone had seen Damien come out of his room. Every time I walk past his room to go to my own I feel like I should knock on his door to make sure he is at least eating but I never do it. I’m sure he is, it's Damien Young we’re talking about here. He practically devoured two of everything on the menu at McDonalds when we went.
It was currently 4am and I had been trying to get some sleep ever since Andrew, Alex and Richard left to raid a hospital. Yeah, they do that. They don’t kill the patients there - at least I hope not - they just go to steal the pouches of blood and bring them back since we had apparently ran out. This gave me hope that Damien had been feeding himself if it had all gone right under their noses.
I pressed the home button on my phone to check t
