[center][h1][color=#F52887]Sarah Rivera[/color][/h1]
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	It was after 7pm, and she was well into her 6th hour of overtime. It was a very busy evening in the ER of Saint Francis. It was an onslaught in fact. Patients were pouring in left and right with high trauma injuries. Her shift had ended hours ago but her replacement had never showed. Walking briskly into ER Exam room 6, Sarah and two other nurses began CPR on a patient who was in cardiac arrest. Her hands squeezed together as she rhythmically continued compression pumps upon the young mans chest. Several minutes went by but she and the other nurses continued cardiopulmonary resuscitation. She cursed silently to herself as the monitor continued the flat line warning. [i]Where was the doctor?[/i] The patient stared blankly up at her, the eyes were glazed over. It was to late. The patient was dead. 

	She ceased her actions and unplugged the monitor. The hallway was overwhelming with activity. Nurses and patients were yelling. She ran into the hallway and watched in horror as a man attacked one of the doctors and bit him on the arm. A paramedic pulled the crazed man off of the doctor, and a policeman shot him in the chest. The shot rang out through the ER, and a brief moment of silence followed. The man that was shot directly in the chest lunged towards the nearest person, and the policeman shot again. People screamed. Sarah screamed as the man who barely faltered charged the policeman. A third shot rang out and the bullet barreled through the man's head. Blood splattered. The man finally fell to the ground.

	Someone grabbed her. It was her friend, Sasha, also a nurse. [b]"We have to get out of here!"[/b] Sasha pulled her down the hallway. It had to be a nightmare. She watched, fear gripping her chest, as more attacks occurred. Blood was everywhere, so much blood and many people were screaming. More gunshots. Just as she reached the end of the hallway, the patient who she had performed CPR on and died stumbled out of Exam Room 6. [i]What was going on?[/i] She turned and ran, following Sasha and several others who escaped out of one of the emergency exit. As she reached her car, Sasha peeled out of the driveway in her Mustang, but she glanced towards the hospital. Most of the activity was located outside of the ER. Several cops were firing at the entrance, she climbed into her 2014 silver Camaro SS and followed Sasha out of the back entrance and hauled ass home.

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	Sarah peeked through her living room window, her green eyes scanning the staircase and surrounding areas from her viewpoint on the third floor of her apartment complex. It was located on the outskirts of Wilmington, Delaware where she was anxiously waiting for her husband to return. It had been over a week now since he had left to see if the rumors of a safe haven not far from her apartment were true. She stood from her post at the living room window and walked into the kitchen. She retrieved a bottle of water and returned back to her spot from where she kept watch, careful not to be seen from outside of the window. Her husband had promised to be back by now....

	Movement far up the road drew her attention to an SUV near the city limits sign. It was a fair distance away and she had trouble making out what was going on due to a couple houses blocking her view. Obviously someone had driven the SUV but had come to a stop. This meant that someone was alive. Maybe it was her husband. She moved from the window and grabbed her 9mm handgun, checked to make sure the clip was loaded, then returned back to the window, hoping to see more activity before she moved from her safe hold. 
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