The hospital door burst open all of a sudden, sending a loud noise coursing through the empty corridors of the facility. Ashelin had no idea where she even was, all she knew was she needed to find some sort of supplies for the bullet wound in her arm. The woman was twenty four, had blond and red hair, greeny blue eyes and wore a black tank top, skin tight jeans, combat boots, bangles all over her left arm and the most noticeable thing, a gun holster on her left leg.
Her right arm was nearly scarlet due to the blood loss so she knew she needed to act quickly. Ash made her way into the facility, a piece of cloth being held over her mouth as she passed numerous dead bodies on the floor.
Two weeks ago a flu virus hit the United Kingdom and with it came death. Alot of death. About 99% of the human population had perished in that time. Ashelin had to endure the loss of her sister back then. She'd watched her die and there was nothing she could have done to save her. The uselessness she had felt that day had been overwhelming, but she was just doing all she could to survive now.
"A-Ash.. we shouldn't be in here" Came a voice from behind her.
Ash span round to see the young boy. He was about nine, had brown hair, brown eyes, wore a red hoodie and light blue jeans. He also had a backpack slung over his back aswell as a baseball cap on his head.
"Damn it... I told you not to follow me Sam" She snarled through the cloth.
The boy who was called Sam, covered his mouth with his hand and stubbornly followed Ash into the dark hospital. Some of the lights still worked, but many had been smashed or the bulbs had blown.
"But you're hurt.. And it's my fault" Sam said with a whimper.
"Don't cry. Crying is for the weak and solves nothing" Ash said, grimacing at the pain in her arm.
"But I want to help you...." Sam said, not backing down.
This time, Ash couldn't be bothered to argue. She shook her head with annoyance and proceeded on wards. After a few moments she came across a room which looked like an operating theater. Fortunately there were no dead bodies in here so she could take the bullet out easy enough.
Ashelin had managed to get on the wrong side of a gang when out in the town. They had been beating Sam up when Ash had intervened. She shot two of them and was left with a bullet in her own arm as the gang fled. They hadn't realized they'd hit her, but they'd shouted many curses and that they knew her face now aswell as how they'd have their revenge.
Ash let out a groan of pain as her arm throbbed uncomfortably. She needed to get this bullet out and fast.