Evan eyed the Hospital, rubbing his head, thinking about what would happen. They needed a plan, and it needed a back up. If the team was going to do this right, getting in and out would need to be quick and efficient with solid work done. 

"This was a place filled with people already infected. There's bound to be tons of them.." His eyes not diverting much. He knew if we we're going to save Alexi bleeding out in the back, that we would have to get in now, and with the poor prior planning, that'd be a difficult task. Evan opened up the bottom compartment under the dash of the truck, trying to search for anything of use, but only found various papers and some restaurant wipes.

"Anyone have a plan?" Evan speaks out, still looking for any zombies who may sneak up on the group.