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[Fondateur]

Claire ran through the halls and seeing as she was in a semi-panic mode, she didn't see Joe and she bumped into him. His knife cutting into her side. She screamed in pain and collapsed onto the ground. She gripped her wound and started to cry a little. Her shirt was ripped a little where she bumped into the blade of his knife. But her cloak was fine.  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

"Son of a bi***!" Joe shouted, quickly kneeling down to Claire's side, "Trip! Get to my room and grab my bag! Bring it here, fast!"

Joe turned back to Claire, applying pressure to her side to try to stop the bleeding.

"Everything's gonna be okay, don't worry. I'll get you fixed up until the medics can get their ***es over here," Joe said to her in an attempt 2 calm her down.  

[Fondateur]

Claire moved Joe's hand and replaced it with hers. She slowly stood up. There was a look in her eye that said she was determined to find whatever she was looking for, no matter what. Claire wiped the tears from her eyes with her free hand and looked at Joe. "Thief...Stole knife..." She struggled to say in English. She started to sway a bit.  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

Joe looked at ehr as she spoke, holding her side.

"Me? Do you think I stole your knife?" Joe asked, not knowing if she was saing someone stole her knife or if she was accusing him.  

[Fondateur]

"Someone did...That knife...Special to me..." She stumbled forward a bit as blood pooled beneath her.  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

"Medic! We need a f****** medic over here! trip, where are you with my bag?!" Joe shouted, moving towards the girl to sit her down and save her energy.

"Take it easy, okay? We'll find you knife, don't worry about that. Just have a seat and remain as calm as you can, okay?" Joe said as he moved slowly towards her.  

[Fondateur]

Claire refused to sit and she started walking forward. "It is...Only thing I have left...Of father..." She stumbled to the side and her vision started to become blurry. "Must...Find...Knife..." She continued forward, getting slower and stumbling more with each step.  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

"Listen, if you don't sit down, you won't see your knife again, 'cuz you'll be dead. Now, have a seat, please. Otherwise you'll bleed out faster," Joe said, trying to put his blood covered hands on her shoulders to sit her down.  

[Fondateur]

Claire didn't hear him. He sounded all muffled to her. She took a few more steps as her vision slowly faded to black and she collapsed into a bloody mess on the floor.  

[N for Notorious]

Patrick shook in his sleep, he could hear screaming, but his tired mind chalked it up to a nightmare, survivors were prone to them after they found safety. Then he heard more raised voices, his eyes snapped open and he leaped out of bed, he looked down the hallway and spotted Joe leaning over the new girl, a pool of blood on the floor, he swore under his breath and ran at Joe, seeing only someone he had begun to trust less and less bent over a injured girl in an otherwise safe house, as he neared Joe he slowed down and grabbed the neck of his shirt and hurled him at the wall...  

[Inkspills]

Bianca slowly uncurled in her bed, barely registering the sound of screaming near the outside of her door. She yawned and looked down at herself. She was still in her dress. After thinking for a few moments, she remembered Kearo carrying her down the hall.. then nothing. Nice guy, that Kearo. Brining her all the way to her room. She'd have to thank him. She yawned and got up out of bed, taking a quick shower in ice cold water, then dressing in her usual clothes; the military underarmor under her baggy pants and hoodie. She took some hair gel and styled her short hair into a fauxhawk, then went and pult on his waist belt with her tire iron on it, leaving her shoulderbelt with her guns on her bed. Heading outside, she peered at the girl.. who looked basically dead in a pool of blood on the floor, then at Joe and Patrick as Patrick pretty much flung him agaisnt a wall. ".. What's with all the rukus so early in the morning?"  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

As Joe was trying to stop the bleeding, he felt a hand grab his collar, and the next thing he knew he was being thrown up agains tthe wall by Patrick.

"What the **** are you doing man?!" Joe shouted, looking at Patrick with anger. He looked down the hall and saw Bianca exit ehr room a couple doors away. Joe tried to rush back over to Claire, who was starting to breathe slower, more blood coming out from the wound.  

[MillionsKnives142]

Trip came running up and with a medical bag from joes room and handed it to him. "Dude, what the hell man?!" he said in a confused and stoned tone.  

[ZombieApocalypseSurvivor]

Joe pushed Patrick, grabbing the bag, kneeling down and digging through it, pulling out his first aid kit. he dug through it, realizing he had nothing to help Claire.

"Oh, c'mon! Where's a medic! We need a medic here now!" Joe shouted as he applied pressure to Claire's injury again, "Will someone find a god ****ed medic! She's going to die if we don't get her treated!"