Thread: Nobody Likes Doctors -- Z-Nation [sixlikesgore & Virginia Greene]

They were alive ten hours ago. That was basically a week in zombie time, at least for someone trapped in a building on their own. If it had been one of them, shed say survival was at least half probable. For 10k, itd be almost certain. But a doctor of some sort? Well, they all had their doubts. But everybody knew better than to tell Murphy that, it would just make everything harder. Roberta had barely wanted to come in the first place, but if shed learned anything so far, it was that ignoring Citizen Z wasnt the best idea. He knew things. If he said this was important, it probably was. If it looked too bad, theyd get out. Everything these days is a death trap. She had a point. Nothing was ever safe, and it didnt matter what they did. At any point they could get ambushed, by humans or zombies. If this doctor was a real, medical doctor, and not just a scientist with a degree, that would make a huge difference for them. Even if they werent, maybe theyd know something. Not that she was judging Docs talents hed saved about everyone once it just might be nice to have someone who had a little bit more specialization. We know what building theyre in, what floor the radio room is on. Which might not be where the scientist was anymore. But in the building was a safe bet. No guns unless theyre necessary, we dont need the attention. Hopefully whoever had kept the scientists alive and working had also cleaned up the campus to some degree, or things were gonna get real messy, real fast. It was too late to tell 10k that, but he figured most of that shit out on his own. The rather ragtag group looked ready for war, and in a way, they were. Roberta felt like she could call it that. Or could have called it that. Briefly, it had been. And then they had lost. She supposed she didnt have a word for it now. Theyd lost. Now everyone was just. Surviving. But they had a chance with them. Murphy, as awful as he was, he was their chance. This doctor, too. If they had her, maybe she could do something. Roberta didnt know. If Citizen Z said they should get the doctor, theyd get the doctor. When the door was open, they moved in. The dirty windows provided enough light to see decently, and she made a few gestures. The group would split up to explore the floor, everyone needed to select a window or door to use as the get the hell out plan. There was blood on the floor and a body in the hall, and those two things were never good signs. Gotta start checking rooms. It didn't necessarily sound like a command, but it was. She'd never needed to use command words to tell people what to do, they just knew. In the dark radio room, Shannon buried her face in her hands, just for a moment. She knew she wouldnt run out of oxygen, there was a crack under the door so logically she couldnt suffocate, but it sure felt like she was. Maybe anxiety made it hard to breathe. And of course she was anxious. How long had it been? The best way shed be able to tell time was by the smell, but the room already smelled so bad, how could she tell the difference? It probably got worse. Oh god, shed only know because it was worse than it was now. That was provided she didnt die in there. Shed have to come out eventually, she didnt want to starve to death. And she had some amount of bullets, she hadnt been able to count them in the gun in the dark, and hadnt thought to do it while the generator was still up. Now it was too late. Eventually shed have to go out, with that gun, and survive. Shed not really had to survive like that on her own. Shed been with soldiers, in a lab. It had been, well not safe , but safer.