[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Danica Graves[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mch9z4EJnC1qgwf7j.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Parking Lot of The Altsoba Methodist Hospital ER Entrance --> Inside the ER
[b]Interacting With:[/b] No One[hr][hr][/center]

	Danica stood there rubbing her eyes for a moment before pulling out her phone and turning on the video camera to it. Turning it towards the crowd she got what she hoped would be some live action shots of the person she swore had returned from the grave,  John Moses. Holding the phone out in front of her as she followed the man through the crowd but tried to keep a bit of distance as she spoke. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Okay, well if i have made it to day two, what you are now watching it from day one. I have had one hell of a day. It started out with a hike in the woods, images are posted for your perusing. Yeah, that camp sight was totally screwed over. Then I ended up running into some woman that had been attacked. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, with all the freaks coming out of the wood work I am surprised I haven't run across someone that was skinned and their ribs spread like the Vikings used to do. Anyways, got the hospital. Where all hell was breaking loose. One group of crazies after another. And now I swear I just spotted  John Moses. I hope I got his face in the video but things are moving so quickly here I am not sure right now. I will have to review the tape before I post it. If I do, please look! Let me know and post a comment below. This is Danica Graves, at the end of the world. See you shortly - Here or in Hell,"[/color] she said before stopping the video camera flipping it over to still shot. 

	Looking around she lost the man she was trailing and let out a frustrated huff. She kept looking around, her free hand pressing on her stomach. The cramps where still there but they were not near as bad as they were when she was inside the ER. The fact they were getting weaker made her perk a brow. Turning she looked over her shoulder and started to walk back to the ER. She wanted to check on something, and see how Elizabeth was doing in the mean time. Stepping inside the ER, it was nice to see that the lights were back on. She followed the path she had taken to get out but got a little turned around; that was until she saw Amy shove someone outside of the room and she stepped over to see what was going on. 
	
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy Chang[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://cdn.emgn.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/EMGNDrYang24.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Altsoba Methodist Hospital ER
[b]Interacting With:[/b] The Walking Dead Aka [@Sohtem][hr][hr][/center]

	Dr. Chang rubbed her temples; working in an ER was never easy and she avoided it for a reason. It was one thing to have a patient brought in, knowing what could happen and being prepared with the stats of whether or not they would survive. It was planned out, like working on a car. She was the mechanic and the patient was the vehicle. She went in, did what could be done, changed out a transmission as it were, and sent out a bill. That was it. There was nothing else that could be done. Even if they did flat line, death in the OR was very different than death in the ER. 

	The ER bought a level of connection that one could avoid in the OR. Her patient, Elizabeth, had been fine it seemed. Suddenly she had flat lined and everything went to hell. Didn't matter what she did, there was not bringing her back and it perplexed her. Death just didn't happen for no reason. There was always a reason. In the OR you usually knew the reason, here in the ER, it was a different story and it was vexing to Amy. Looking at the woman there was no reason she should have died yet something was prickling at the doctors gut. She didn't know why the woman had died, but something told her that it wasn't just something in her system that was in any medical book. Granted, it didn't matter what her gut told her, it wasn't telling her how to help the woman. 

	Turning she got to work on taking off her gloves and getting ready for another patient when the lights of the hospital came back on and it caused her to breath a sigh of relief. At least something was going right. Turning she went to pull the sheet over the dead woman; about the same time she spoke. Amy jumped back against the wall and screamed. [color=a187be]Holy gorhamit!"[/color] she bellowed as the dead rose from the grave. What was this? Something out of the book of Revelations? Or a really bad remake of Ghostbusters? 

	She stood there frozen, had she missed something? Was her pulse still there just too weak to have been detected by a simple touch? No, that couldn't have been it. A first year medical student could easily tell the difference between someone who was alive and someone that was dead. It got a little complicated when the body was out in the cold and suffered from hypothermia, but the woman hadn't been on ice. She was supposed to be rolled down to the morgue and put on ice for sure, but she wasn't yet. No, she was sitting there and talking. 

	Hearing another pip in Amy growled under her breath. [color=a187be]"Oh for fucks sake, get out you moron,"[/color] Amy snapped before shoving the wide eyed believer out of her way and out behind the curtain to the room. Turning she looked back over at Elizabeth. [color=a187be]"Swear to god, you start craving brains and I am shoving a scalpel through your eye socket before you can say Romero."[/color]