Friday, 25th September, 1998
Raccoon General Hospital
For the brief moment they'd known each other it became clear that Connor found himself agreeing with much of what the doctor was saying. To him her logic was faultless and it only helped to reaffirm the choices that they had so far made together. The idea of his car over her was the best bet, especially with the shotgun locked up in the boot. With the thought still fresh in his mind he quickly spoke.
"Have you ever shot a gun before?" Both being armed was far better than relying on one of them. Before the doctor could answer however, she let out a high pitched scream as the cart impacted one of the undead. The cart connected with a sickening thud with an audible cracking of bones from the walking corpse. With itself hanging over the front of the cart, it began to claw it's way towards the pair.
Connor drew his gun and raised it towards the creatures head, but sudden swerves by Ana caused the shots to miss as he was swung from side to side. Without a second thought he grabbed the wheel with his free hand and quickly unleashed the a round the forehead of the zombie. It fell lifeless onto the cart before it was dragged underneath it, jolting the cart and it's passengers into the air. For a brief moment the cart kicked up onto two wheels but luckily for the pair gravity brought it back down to all for.
"Stop!" The order was more forceful that intended from Connor as they pulled up a few metres from his car. He hit the fob on key and the lights flashed to indicate the unlocking of the vehicle.
"We need to hurry up and get in there." As he left the cart Connor looked from the hospital towards the rest of the city. From behind the buildings in front there were several thick plumes of black smoke rising into the sky. The sounds of sirens blaring echoed from all around the city.
This really isn't good...