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The Clinic - DaichixReader

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Chapter 3 - ZombiesAU! 


Broken glass cracked underfoot as you navigated your way through the shadowy hallways of the abandoned health clinic. 

“We won't be able to see you once you're inside but you'll probably still be able to hear us. Take a max fifteen minute sweep of the easily accessible parts of the building and grab what you can before heading out. We’ll keep an eye on the outside, but unfortunately we can't help you once inside the building so stay focused.” Daichi had warned you when you had entered the building. 

It was eerily quiet behind the crackle of your radio. Overturned hospital beds forced you to zigzag through the halls, ripped curtains fluttering as you skirted past. You snatched at every reasonable looking bottle and container you could, inspecting for leaks or cracks before stuffing them in your pockets. You hadn’t paid much attention to your uniform before but you discovered a seemingly endless supply of pockets spread across your body. You contemplated the design as you kept moving. Military maybe? You couldn’t be certain. There weren’t any markers to indicate what the uniform represented, and you certainly didn’t feel like a soldier. 

No use worrying about that now, you thought to yourself as you snatched a handful of capped syringes from a broken cabinet. You shivered as you stared at the needles, wanting to fling them as far away from you as possible without really knowing why. But you needed any bit of help you could to ensure you would be allowed into the base so you shook off your irrational shiver and shoved them in your last empty pocket. Patting yourself to make sure you were fully stocked you began picking your way past the debris to find the exit. 

“Fifteen minutes…exit…north side…zoms…” Daichi’s voice crackled to life, his phrases fractured. You froze immediately. Zombies? On the north side? Or was he saying take the north exit? You listened for more help but your radio remained silent, leaving you alone with the thrum of your heart. Without more instructions you decided you were better off moving. You could run to the north exit and if that exit was blocked… well you would figure something out. With a decision made you glanced around to determine which way the north exit was, mentally retracing your steps in the clinic. 

A door down the hallway to your left creaked on its hinges as it opened, making the decision for you. 

You sprinted off to the right, your filled pockets thumping against you with each step as you maneuvered through the hallways. A few times you swore you heard steps behind you but each time you glanced back there was nothing there.  

The relief you felt upon seeing the exit ahead of you was short lived when shadows crossed the threshold, coming towards you. You swore under your breath and turned down the nearest hallway. The steps behind you were louder now. You were not alone. And your exit was blocked. 

Sprinting around another corner, your ankle collided with a metal box that sent you sprawling against the wall. 

“Damn it!” You gasped as you caught your breath and struggled to stand up again, hands slipping against the windowsill. With a gasp a crazy plan formed in your head. 

“Where the heck are you? Get out of the building, zoms are flooding in!” Your radio roared back to life as you snatched the metal box from the floor and hefted it up. 

“Here goes nothing,” you muttered to yourself, and you flung the box through the window. It tumbled to the ground in a shower of glass shards. 

“Daichi did you see that? Something just flew out that window.” Suga’s voice echoed in the background as you kicked the largest shards out of the frame. Before you could rethink your plan you stepped onto the ledge and jumped. 

“It’s an official WHO box. It might contain valuable documents.” The general’s flat voice rang in your ears as you groaned and tried to stand from where you had landed in a heap. 

“I recommend you bring that box with you, survivor. It may have information more valuable than your own life.”  

As if to punctuate his words a guttural groan sounded from the window behind you. Without pausing for breath you stood and snatched the box. Bits of broken glass floated off of you as you ran like some twisted form of fairy dust. 

“You’re doing great. If you keep heading in the same direction you’ll crest a hill and see the compound in a few minutes.” Daichi encouraged. 

“Shouldn’t you mention the horde chasing them?”

“Shut up Tsukishima!”

“Well, they should know. Maybe it would make them run faster.”

“Ignore him. You’re doing great, just keep it up and you’ll stay well ahead of them.”

You grimaced as the box tugged painfully on your injured wrist as it banged against your leg with each stride. You can feel yourself slowing down, exhaustion, pain, and the cumbersome box taking a toll on your body but you kept one thought in your mind as you reached the top of the hill and caught your first glimpse of the safety that lay ahead. 

I refuse to die. 

Can you outrun the zombies? We're going to meet people at the base in the next chapter so get pumped

hit me with some feedback, next chapter coming soon! 

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My Gosh! I'm loving this so much! 😍