by Pero, Sara
Chapter 15:
It was getting dark outside, George was so tired from driving he was now eating dry coffee beans to stay awake. Jennifer walked up to the front, I can drive if you want to go to the back and sleep. George nodded, these beans aren’t helping me anyway so I’ll let you take over for a bit. Brad looked in the rear view and saw the motor home pull over for a minute, Brad stopped to see what was going on but when he saw the motor home start to move again a few minutes later he figured what was happening. Britney was passed out in the passenger seat, she must have been tired cause he noticed she was drooling a bit. Brad may have been getting sleepy himself but he knew if he fell asleep he and Britney would get hurt, he took his last energy shot and continued on. All Brad could think about was keeping Britney safe, he knew George had promised Kevin he would watch over her but Brad felt a since of responsibility on making sure she was safe. The further they drove the darker the road seemed to get, it must have been somewhere between midnight and three in the morning before Britney opened her eyes. She looked over to see Brad dozing off in the drivers seat, the truck started heading toward a huge tree when Britney screamed at the top of her lungs. Brad woke up and swerved back onto the road, he slammed on the breaks causing the truck to slide. When he went to correct the truck it flipped, Brad and Britney held on to what they could before the truck came to a halt on its rooftop. Jennifer watched the whole thing happen in a matter of seconds, she slammed on the brakes to avoid smashing into the trucks back end. Jennifer and the rest jumped out of the motor home and rushed over to the truck to see if everyone was alright, Brad was semiconscious but Britney was out cold. Blood was coming from her nose and out of a few other parts of her body, Greg and Yuri were able to get Brad out quickly but Britney was stuck. The firewall of the truck was pinning her legs between it and the seat, Jennifer and George did everything they could to try and get her out. They had finally freed one leg but her other was still stuck, Jennifer smelled gas, we need to get her out of here before this truck explodes. Greg and Yuri had laid Brad on the bed in the motor home for Veronica to take care of while they went to help George and Jennifer try and get Britney out. Henry had followed to see if he could help, the five of them tried everything they could but Britney’s leg wouldn’t budge. A small flame had started in the back end, there was nothing they could do, they were either going to have to remove Britney’s leg or leave her there for an even worse fate. Henry ran inside the motor home and returned to the truck with a saw, alcohol and some clothing to wrap her leg once it was removed. I used to be a doctor before the rotter infestation, Jennifer you can be my nurse. Once I remove Britney leg you hold these clothes to the open wound tightly, you guys help Jennifer and I get Britney to the motor home so I can begin the rest of the surgery I am going to have to preform so she doesn’t die from loss of blood or infection. Henry poured alcohol onto Britney’s leg and began to saw through her skin, although she was unconscious Britney started to scream in agony, George hold her mouth, if the rotter’s hear her screaming they’ll surround us before we get her half way finished. George did his best to hold Britney and keep her from screaming, tears streamed down his face seeing how much pain his adopted sister was in. Henry sawed through to her leg as quickly as he could, as soon as he was finished he doused the clothing with the alcohol and wrapped it around the open wound. They barely got her out of the truck before it burst into flames, George held Britney’s upper part as Yuri took her one leg, Jennifer was holding as much pressure as she could on Britney’s leg while she followed the guys into the motor home. Yuri drove as fast as he could away from the truck before it exploded, he knew all the gas cans in the back were going to make one hell of an explosion. Yuri got a hundred feet away from the truck when it finally blew up, the concussion from the explosion shook the motor home violently, a huge ball of flame and black smoke rolled up through the trees. Henry was in the back working on Britney’s leg, she was losing a lot of blood in the process. He used a propane torch to heat up a chefs knife so he could burn her arteries shut in order to stop her from bleeding out, the process took hours but Henry and Jennifer finally finished with Britney’s leg. Henry smothered a layer of gauze in alcohol and wrapped it around the open wound, then he and Jennifer used more gauze to wrap her leg up completely. Veronica had finished patching up brads wounds, she did her best to help Henry and Jennifer but sunshine had started fussing. Though Veronica was able to help hand Henry tools and gauze while she took care of her baby. Tina, Veronica and Jennifer took turns watching over Brad and Britney, Henry showed them how to clean and wrap the wounds for whenever he was sleeping. Britney’s bleeding had finally stopped, now all they needed to do was keep the wound from any kind of infection. Henry checked her pulse every half hour, if Britney’s blood pressure doesn’t pike up soon we are going to have to find either a hospital where they have extra blood bags or someone who has either the same blood type or an international blood type we could give her. Without a blood transfusion Britney will surely die on us, George you are the closest person to Britney, you don’t happen to remember her blood type do you? George shrugged, Jennifer jumped in, I know her blood type but between George and I neither of us can donate. Henry got her blood type from Jennifer and any other medical information she knew. Henry asked everyone what their blood type was, no one had anything that would match up for Britney. Henry put his hand on George’s shoulder, we should check towns and possibly go into the cities to find a clinic or hospital, there has to be a plasma bank in one of those, unless we can find a blood bank truck somewhere. George kept his eye on the signs, there had to be a hospital close by. The motor home was starting to sputter in the next state they came to, George looked back into the rear view, anyone ever been here before? Henry nodded, I went to a doctors convention here a few years back, there is definitely a lot of hospitals here. This state has a lot of bigger towns and cities, we need to be careful around here. Kyle walked up to the front, this huge tub isn’t go to get very far on fumes. George nodded, we’ll get as far as we can then we are stuck unless someone finds a way to get fuel. Kyle pointed toward a small farm house, you guys can hunker down at that little cottage while I go find fuel and hopefully your blood bags for miss tough chick back there. George pulled onto the roadway toward the cottage, the motor home bounced along the long dirt road causing Brad and Britney to slide around. When they reached the cottage George parked and waited in case there were rotter’s around they hadn’t noticed, when George was sure they would be fine he, Yuri, Greg and Derrick hopped out to check around the house and out buildings for any signs of life and any extra vehicles. Yuri and Derrick headed toward the barn while George and Greg started in the house, Kyle and Trent watched over the women and children and tried to help Henry in case something went wrong. George opened the door to the cottage, inside he saw two bodies slumped over the table. Judging by the look of things the occupants of this house decided to commit suicide before they ended up a monster, the gun still lay at the man’s feet in a pool of blood. Yuri grab one of the other guys, we are going to clear out these bodies and bring in Britney and Brad. Yuri ran out to the motor home and grabbed Kyle, I need help moving some bodies then we are to bring those two inside, Kyle followed Yuri to help him clear out the cottage. Once they removed the bodies they began to disinfect the house do Britney could keep free from infection. Out in the barn Derrick and Yuri found an old truck, Yuri opened the hood, everything still looks intact under here Derrick you try to start this old tub. Derrick jumped in the drivers seat looking for keys, when he lowered the visor the keys fell into his lap. The truck sputtered but refused to turn over, Yuri played with the engine a bit, alright Derrick try again. Derrick turned the key and the engine roared to life, the two men started laughing, looks like we have another vehicle. Yuri and Derrick pulled the truck out of the barn and went into the cottage. George was helping Henry take care of Britney, the wound was still seeping blood and she wasn’t looking any better, her skin was still pale and now she was st
arting to get feverish. Henry checked her pulse and shook his head, we need to get her that transfusion soon or she’s not going to make it. Kyle grabbed the keys from derrick, I’m going into the town to see if I can find that hospital, Trent and Derrick followed him outside, we are coming with you. Kyle tried to protest but Trent shook his head, she’s our friend and she would do the same for any of us, we want to help. Kyle realized that Trent was right, so he finally agreed that they should all go together. Three sets of eyes is better then one, we can protect each other as well, soon the three men were on their way toward the nearest town. The three men worked their way slowly down the street searching for any kind of hospital or clinic, Trent pointed out a van sitting in a parking lot down the road. That looks like one of those blood bank vans that used to come to our school, do you think that might have the blood type we need for Britney? Kyle nodded, there’s one problem though, see all those rotter’s surrounding the van, either someone’s trapped inside or the blood is drawing them to it. Kyle put the truck into gear, only one way to find out. He hit the accelerator and sped toward the van smashing into a few rotter’s, Kyle made a passage to the door of the van, he told Trent and Derrick to make a dash to the door while he held off the rotter horde with the old truck. Derrick and Trent ripped open the door to the van to see a couple of girls huddling in a corner, they started to scream when Trent approached, it’s okay I’m not going to hurt you, We are here to help and find this type of blood. Trent handed the girl a piece of paper, the one girl stood up and brushed off her clothes, I’ll find the type you need as long as you get us out of here. We’ve been stuck in here since this thing started and are starving. Derrick helped the other girl up, let’s get the blood and get out of here, Kyle can’t keep the rotter’s at bay by himself for too long.