The Carrier

chapter 7

I take a step back from the m******e I just caused and try to wipe the blood from my face, which unfortunately isn't working to well, so I grab a part of my shirt and tear it off, I use the piece to wipe my face clean trying not to gag on the putrid smell of decaying flesh around us. Once I'm satisfied with my work of cleaning up my face ,I look around for Diablo and notice him leaning against the tree with a hand near his rib cage, the smell of his blood suddenly hits me and it leaves me craving for his flesh and blood, I shake myself of those thoughts and try to tackle one task at a time, which at this moment its trying to get diablos blood to stop and getting the wound bandaged, thankfully from the smell of it, it's nothing fatal otherwise we'd be screwed right now but it is dire enough that I have to try and get his sorry ass to the closest hospital which has the proper stuff to get his wound cleaned, stitched and wrapped up with a bandage and gauze. I make my way through the c*****e as I step over the dead bodies i can't help but gag from the smell, once I've reached diablos side clear my throat making him look at me and say to him " we are going to have to take a trip to the closest hospital, they have everything I need to get your wound cleaned up " at this point diablos jaw hits the floor and he looks at me with a disapproving look, like I've gone done lost my mind, which I guess is pretty accurate at this point, it takes him a few minutes to gather himself and he responds with a nod and says " I don't like the idea, but if this is the only way, then let's go " i just sigh and nod my head, knowing there is no other way I can help him, I know its a death trap waiting to happen but I never kept a first aide kit on hand, otherwise I would have suggested going back to my apartment and doing everything there. We nimbly make our way to the hospital which is a good twenty minute walk from our apartments , we both are lost in thoughts of our own, wondering what this means for us and everyone else who may survive this if there is even other survivors at this point , I mean who knows the world's gone to hell quicker then a blink of an eye ,and all because of some laboratory out in Russia thought it was an excellent idea to experiment with a zombie vaccine, basically foregoing all caution and throwing it to the wind. But what I think is the worst part is the government tried to keep it all hush, hush, only telling us what they thought we needed to know. None of us had time to prepare for this, none of us knew what was really going on, all we knew was what the government wanted to tell us, or what the government wanted us to believe was happening, all while keeping the truth locked behind lock and key, but then again even if we had? , had time to prepare for what was to come, whose to say it would have turned out any differently then it has? I mean honestly what could we have done to prevent this from spreading? I think there's honestly more behind this then anyone left alive knows, but the problem is, is its nothing but theories, will we ever really know what happened? Probably not, but we can still theorize what happened and what went wrong. Before I know it we are a few buildings down from the hospital but today must be our lucky day, since down an alley I can see a sign for a gun shop, I stop in my tracks grabbing diablos arm, silently communicating thats where we need to go, thankfully he's still with it enough to get the gist of what I'm saying without risking talking out loud, we make our way down the alley eyes peeled just in case, moving as silently as we can which isn't to hard for me since turning i can barely hear my footsteps but even with Diablo trying to be quite I can still hear his footsteps slightly.