Thread: The End War

Matty had successfully cut off Jims leg with the chute door. She felt pretty fortunate that it did end up taking just the one slice like shed hoped for. Despite her test on one of the many fallen beams, she didnt know if it would indeed work. Jims screams had been excruciating. Though she knew they would be. She had no true anesthetic to give him and the chute door, though sharp, wasnt the same as what couldve been used in a proper hospital. Though Jim survived the crude surgery, Matty still worried about his survival. The odds were not in his favor. More like she managed to prolong his life a few more weeks at most. There was always the slim chance that she was wrong in that assessment, but she didnt want to get her hopes up. At least for now, hed be fine. Weary and satisfied that the others in their rag-tag group could watch over Jim, Matty decided she needed to get some more rest. She was tired and hadnt had much sleep over the past week due to all the avoidable accidents she had to contend with. She was really getting sick and tired of telling these people that she didnt trust staying inside a lot of the buildings around them, that she feared most of them were too weak to stand for too much longer. Shed chosen what shed thought to be the strongest of the bunch for her pseudo-hospital, the place she tended to stay in as well, when not staying outside. Lately, Matty had begun questioning the integrity of even the pseudo-hospitals structure. It had been several weeks and she was starting to notice cracks and creaks that made her feel a bit nervous. With Jims surgery out of the way, she figured shed let the people know her thoughts on that, not that she expected them to listen. They rarely ever did despite the fact that her track record for such things was pretty much impeccable. Heaving a sigh and scowling, Matty turned down a hallway, not the one that led to the room she liked to nap in. Her nap would have to wait a bit. Her nerves were starting to get the better of her and that meant take action now, dont hesitate. As she walked down the hall, she tucked her blonde hair behind her ears and then crossed her arms about herself, covering up most of the lime green tank top she was wearing. Suddenly, she came to a door and she swung it open. Beyond the door sat a group of people. They looked at Matty with hopeful eyes. Roger was there too. Jims fine for now. But Im freakin tired. I need to sleep. Matty yawned as she looked out at everyone. But Im not sleeping inside the building anymore. And I suggest that you guys dont either. She looked over at Roger just then. And I want you to help me move Roger outside. Matty, you sure we should do that? You just cut the guys leg off, Roger piped up. Matty nodded, I know. I was there, she rolled her eyes, totally exasperated and very cranky. But I dont trust this building any more. I want out of it and I want my patient out of it. The people in the group started mumbling and muttering, which only added to Mattys increasing aggravations. She heard them say that they feared staying outside, they feared the beasts from the sky. Look, Matty finally said. Im not staying in here any longer. Do what you want. Then were keeping Jim here with us! a woman shouted. Matty just shook her head. Fine. Thats your call, Im sick of making them and having them ignored. Matty wasnt originally a member of this rag-tag group. She found them a couple months ago when she wandered from one of the city to finally this end. She was grateful to be in the company of humans again. Humans she thought would listen to reason. Never once did she think that these people would not listen to reason and plain old common sense. But it was how it was. Since she wasnt originally of their group, they didnt like her trying to step up and take command. She was the outsider. Even though she patched them all up at one point or another. And in some cases, even saved lives. Turning on her heels, Matty walked out of the room and down another hallway. She had to get out of the building. She was getting the creeps and she knew that the building wasnt going to last long. Her gut usually served her well and she wasnt about to ignore it now. Besides, if it was wrong, it wouldnt be that much skin off her back. Reaching the entrance door to the building, Matty stepped outside. The city was a mess, desolate and destroyed. Most of the buildings had crumbled to the ground. The few that stood looked ready to crumble or looked totally unlivable. She sighed at the sight of it. This place is dead, Matty said to herself. I need to move on. Wiping a stray tear from her blazing green eyes, Matty walked further away from the building shed dubbed her pseudo-hospital. As she walked, she heard a strange groaning sound. Eyes widening, she hauled ass away from the building. It was going to fall! Running as fast as her legs would go, Matty hoofed it as far as she could get from the building. She could hear the beams buckling, cracking, snapping. She ran and jumped over blocks of concrete and other things littered about the streets. She ran up the road and dove inside an open manhole. It wasnt the best place to go, but it was a hell of a lot safer than being out in the open. Then she heard it, the loud crack of the building falling. Her thoughts reached out to the people who wouldnt listen to her. To Jim. Fuck! Matty shouted. When the noise settled and Matty was sure that it was relatively safe to go back to the surface, she climbed out of the sewer. The building had indeed fallen. No one was around that she could see and the air was thick with dust and debris. Ive gotta get out of here, Matty whispered to herself. This place really is dead.