The next part of Chapter 4. Has Bitsy found the reason everyone has gone?
The sheets move and I take a step back, bumping into a bed behind me. Briefly it wobbles and then falls. The noise echoes around the front of the hospital. More sheets are moving.
I watch, horrified. Then reason asserts itself and I step forward. Colin stops me with a hand.
I push him away. “They might be hurt.”
Max shakes his head. “They were never meant to get hurt. Two outcomes, you live or you die.”
“Well, they did get hurt,” I say, moving toward the nearest sheet. Why are they not uncovering themselves?
I reach down, noticing that this sheet is stained brown with blood. There appears to be a handprint on the middle of it, as though someone had used the body to push themselves up, or they had shoved the body away from them. Oddly there is no other blood, not on the ground. Grasping…
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