[ It's hard to describe how fast everything travels down shit creek and they're stranded with arms as paddles. Lucille was in the hospital for a long time even before a state of emergency was declared and everything was on lock down. When the military started storming the hospital shooting the place up? Well, no one in their right mind was going to gun down a dying cancer patient in their bed.. And he sure as shit wasn't about to get killed, either.
The hospital was an okay place to hole up after they left, though the whole place was a graveyard. They made it work, for a while. She wasn't getting any better and the lack of access to medicine was straining at best.
It was a mercy killing, really. Dying in excruciating pain, being eaten alive, dying from starvation.. less favorable ways to go out than not waking back up. Which still left the 'getting out of the shithole town' problem. She'd been airlifted out of Atlanta the week before for some specialist or another. It had all been bullshit- they were far enough from home either way.
Raiding the hospital didn't so much feel like stealing as it did saving resources from expiration or disuse. He found a duffel in someone else's room, some basic meds in one of the nurse's carts, a first aid kit. None of the good shit, unfortunately. Probably behind some locked gate or another. Happy coincidence found him a handgun still in the hand of some poor, dead bastard.
Negan's heading toward the goddamn exit when he walks down one of the main halls, a chained off hallway coming into view at a fork.
DON'T OPEN- DEAD INSIDE.
Fucking christ. There was even one of them walking around. He raises the gun at the bastard and almost fires. ]
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The hospital was an okay place to hole up after they left, though the whole place was a graveyard. They made it work, for a while. She wasn't getting any better and the lack of access to medicine was straining at best.
It was a mercy killing, really. Dying in excruciating pain, being eaten alive, dying from starvation.. less favorable ways to go out than not waking back up. Which still left the 'getting out of the shithole town' problem. She'd been airlifted out of Atlanta the week before for some specialist or another. It had all been bullshit- they were far enough from home either way.
Raiding the hospital didn't so much feel like stealing as it did saving resources from expiration or disuse. He found a duffel in someone else's room, some basic meds in one of the nurse's carts, a first aid kit. None of the good shit, unfortunately. Probably behind some locked gate or another. Happy coincidence found him a handgun still in the hand of some poor, dead bastard.
Negan's heading toward the goddamn exit when he walks down one of the main halls, a chained off hallway coming into view at a fork.
DON'T OPEN- DEAD INSIDE.
Fucking christ. There was even one of them walking around. He raises the gun at the bastard and almost fires. ]