[b]Jonathan Teller - Methodist Emergency Center[/b]

"Turn it off Robert, you don't know what you're doing, this is a mistake. You've got your wife up there. Victoria's here too, what about her? You can't do this to her. Turn the lights off or they'll find us. We've stayed hidden for months now, please, I beg you.........please Robert!" Jonathan pleaded, not wanting to put his hands on the man. Robert held onto the hospital's power lever, keeping it upward even though the lights were already turned on. He held onto it as though if he let it go, the lights would come back off. "Robert, please just............just step aside, let me get the lights" John stated, walking up to the old man, who immediately rose his cane pointing it at John. 

Jonathan rose his hands up, backing away slightly. "Robert. Those things will show up if they see the light. They'll murder us! Your wife, me and Veronica. We have built something here, were surviving. Please, just turn the lever down. We can go back to your room and continue to celebrate your anniversary. Please Robert. Please" he whispered, trying his best to convince the older man. John could feel tears building in his eyes. Not only from the fear of death that was most likely coming towards them, but the fear of failing the people he's lived with for so long - the ones he swore to protect. And just as needed, Robert tugged the lever downward, having the lights turn off one by one. John sighed and breathed heavily, putting his hands on his knees and looking towards the ground. Then he turned his head up to Robert, who had begun to tear up as well. 

He knew that what he had just done was wrong. "My.....My wife......She can't take it anymore John" the old man started, his words breaking as he spoke. "She's not fully there anymore son. She just wants to go" he continued, laying his back on the wall and holding himself up with his cane. Then as everything seemed to calm down, hell broke loose. A loud scream came from down the halls, where Mrs. Oswald was. Jonathan turned towards the scream, then turned to Robert. "Stay here!" he commanded, rushing back through the hallways at full speed. He accidentally tripped once, but got back up and started rushing again. Just as the turned to where Mrs. Oswald was supposed to be, he locked himself in place and froze. His eyes widened again and his lips shivered as the scream continued. "Good lord...." he said to himself, quickly taking his pistol and starting to shoot. 

Mrs. Oswald had opened the front door and allowed some walkers to come inside. There were about three, munching through her flesh and tearing at her stomach. The woman was feeling all this pain, her scream shrieking like an animal in pain. Robert could hear the shots from afar and knew exactly what was happening. The old man broke down, falling onto the ground and began to cry. His shriveled cheeks quivered instantaneously as he stared at his wedding ring. Fifty something years together the two had, and now it was done - on the day they were meant to celebrate it. But it was what Mrs. Oswald wanted. 

"NOOO!!!" Jonathan yelled out, shooting at the darn creatures. "Stop!" he called out as though they were listening. He shot two, forcing them motionless while the other turned its head to John. The man looked at Mrs. Oswald broken and torn body. A large puddle of blood underneath her, her face no longer noticeable - he couldn't even tell it was her anymore. He sniffed as tears ran down his cheeks, pointing the gun at the walker's head as it made its way towards him. Then he shot, the loud thud of a body echoing through the hospital as all sound came to an end. 

Johnathan then just stood there, hands by his side and still staring. His mouth was open and his eyes droopy. Six months.........six months he's been with these people and it just ended in seconds. This woman chose to die, and like that, did. Just by turning on some lights and opening up a door, the woman's life completely vanished from the earth. Jonathan couldn't believe how precious life was now, and exactly how easy it could be taken. Society was gone, and so was the will to survive it seemed. His attempts, the hard struggle to keep this couple alive and just like that one of them was dead. Jonathan slowly walked towards the door and closed it again, locking it as he watched the darkness outside. 

He put his head on the door and stared at the ground, sobbing at this point. His whole body trembled in grief. He didn't know where to go from there. He now knew that Robert would soon follow his wife into the afterlife. Victoria was nowhere to be seen, and he hoped it stayed that way for a while - until her could get rid of the bodies. This was a surprise for him, never saw it coming. Trying to do good by everyone and this was the turnout - he just didn't understand what kind of joke this was. Why the man upstairs brought this upon his children.