Sam commented about getting a move on when she woke up so I suggested "Why not". She wasn't best pleased but we came to an arrangement. We were going to try the medical centre first. It was more than likely we wouldn't find anything but it was an attempt we had to make.
We set off after making things as tidy as possible. It was a pain as we had settled in and started to spread our stuff out. Ideally it would have been better to wait a bit longer, but I don't want to risk the Tetanus developing.
At all times I kept ahead of Sam so if I ran into danger she would have more time to react and not strain herself. The stitching was still showing no signs of breaking and I didn't want to change that.
After an hour of a slow walk we arrived at the centre. We decided to approach from the back as it is more hidden there. The door was broken in, meaning someone had already raided the area. We entered slowly. I decided it was best to have the pistol out because of how close the walls were; I wouldn't have much room with the rifle. Sam took it just in case. We went through to the nurses room's and started checking the supplies. A large amount seemed to be left untouched since the beginning of all this and a layer of dust lay upon it.
I found a few glass vials: Tetanus immunoglobulin. And I grabbed a few of the ready-sealed packets of syringes. Sam sat down and I went to her then realised I didn't know how much to give and I hadn't had any practice with needles. We began searching on my phones internet to find that information. We failed. So we began searching through the nurses notes on this subject. Eventually finding a note for the concentration I held in my hand. 2ml. I washed the vial with a small amount of our water. Then found myself unsure again. Sam took the things from me and sighed "Useless aren't you". In a flash she had completed the process: putting syringe into the vial, and injecting herself, with a wince, into her thigh "Mum's a diabetic". She smiled.
We got a secure case for medicines from the shelf and put a couple vials in of various things around the room; for all the 'just in case' situations. Then we left.
Standing on the street with my bags heavier we didn't know where to go. It was pointless to move back to where we were, but were we ready to move on?
In the end we decided to make an attempt. We moved northwards for about an hour trying to bypass Rani but eventually their numbers grew to an amount that meant that at any moment we could slip up and be seen. Sam's situation meant we couldn't really risk this. We found a place to stay and made ourselves comfortable. It wasn't like our 'home' for the last week but it was something. The stitches still held and there were no ill side-effects of the Tetanus stuff so we slept soundly for a while. Then rain came and woke me. A car of some description idly passed by with the torches keeping to the roadside. Through my binoculars they looked the same kind of men as the Dodge ones. I guessed this was their search party. Regardless two hours have passed and no further noise has been heard.
I hope you make another day
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