[center][img]https://image.ibb.co/nhDG3y/name.png[/img][/center][hr][right][color=aaaaaa][i][b]Friday, 25th September, 1998[/b][/i][/color] [color=aaaaaa]Raccoon General Hospital[/color][/right][hr] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8c/9e/0a/8c9e0a74430de1c8de097337b053c169.gif[/img][/center] Anastasia was right, no matter how much he wanted to save everyone. If the assaults that had spanned the day were turning people into flesh eating monsters then it would only be a matter of time until the hospital was overrun. The screams from the reception began to spread out with hurried footsteps audible from the corridor outside the OR. Connor thought back to Hicks and from instinct hurried towards the door. After a few steps however he slowed before stopping at the door. He looked down and growled out of anger. He wanted to go and save the young police officer but he knew inside that it was already too late for him. The bite from Rico at their earlier drug bust meant that he was going to be turning into one of these things in no time. [color=6ecff6]"You're definitely right. Grab whatever you can use as a weapon and then we can get out of here."[/color] He looked back over his shoulder at the doctor. [color=6ecff6]"I'm going to check the situation outside. Be quick."[/color] His voice was authorative but there was clear concern for their situation. His car was still out the front and in it he had his shotgun. Apart from being able to drive away he would feel infinitely more comfortable with the larger weapon. With pistol in hand Connor slowly opened the door and peered out into the corridor. Blood spattered men and women ran down the corridor, some holding wounds while others simply pumped their arms to try and run as quickly as possible. At the far end of the corridor Connor could make out and outstretched arm wedged between the double doors. It shook violently for a few seconds before being yanked back through the small gap. [color=6ecff6]"Ana things are getting really bad out here...are you ready?"[/color]