Store (III)

Hearing the sudden noise, Mark rolled the window down and stuck his head out. By the right of the entrance he just came out of, he noticed a broken stool and shattered pieces of glass. He looked right above it to see what caused the noise and saw 2 people, a man and a girl waving his hand at him, crying for help on a floor above. 

Both of them looked malnourished and haven't eaten for days. The man looked like he was in his late 30s while the girl looked like early teens. They had similar features, making him think something related to them somehow, maybe a parent and child relation. 

"Help, Help us." shouted both of them. Their voice was almost inaudible and seemed like the thoughts were dry. Mark sighed and shouted back, "Why should I help you both?" he was not ready to go out of his way and save someone once again like how he did a few days back. That moment at least served its purpose as a practice for killing, but there was no point now.

Both of them were vividly taken back at his statement, so Mark asked differently, "What can I get if I save you both. I am not a samaritan to go around saving people? So what can you offer?" 

The girl had tears forming in my eyes as the man asked, "What do you want then?" 

"Depends on you." shrugging his shoulders. 

Silence took over as the girl looked at the man, and Mark was waiting for an answer. After a minute he opened his mouth and answered, "I am an Orthopaedic surgeon. I can be a doctor for you. So I am worth your time and effort."

Mark couldn't remember what type of a surgeon that was. After thinking it over, he remembered that an orthopaedic surgeon deals with bones, muscles, ligaments, etc parts of the body. This could be helpful. There would be instances bound to be where his body gets hurt and he could come in hand. 

He nodded and said, "Ok! Hold on tight, I am coming or you doctor." and turned back to the boxes of ammunition behind and took out 2 magazines from behind. Gripping his sword, he got down, closed the door.

Both of them were ecstatic hearing his words. After more than a week, they could finally see someone and had a chance to be saved. If he left them out, they would have already died in a few more days. Meanwhile, Mark praised his ever so terrible luck for being good this time, he never expected a doctor to come his way. So saving him was worth it.

As he made his way towards the entrance he turned and asked, "So, How do I get up there?" 

"The door leading upstairs is at the right corner of the store inside the medical segment. But it is blocked, so try to bust in using something." with a pleading expression he mentioned.

Hearing him, Mark cursed the luck he just praised a few seconds back and got inside. He made his way to the left corner near the medical segment. Hopping over the counter, he passed through the rows of medicine and looked at the door to the left corner of the room.

Going up to it, he tried to open it but as the man informed him; it was blocked and by the looks of it probably with a wooden crutch Going back to the entrance he bent down and took out a fire extinguisher. Keeping the sword down, he carried it with both his arms; he rammed it into the door. 

He heard the crutch crack and got back once more. Applying more force this time, he rammed it into the door, breaking the crutch and opening the door. Going inside, he kept the extinguisher down and picked his sword up. He noticed the hallway to the end with rooms on either side of the hallway, 

But he couldn't care less about it as he heard zombie noises from above. He looked at the staircase right opposite to the door he just came through and slowly walked up while clutching the hilt of his sword. Reaching the next floor, he peeked into the hallway and noticed 2 zombies. 

The room the man and girl were in was in the left corner. Keeping the sword down, he took out the gun. Before going for the zombies behind with the sword, he decided to kill the more near ones.

He shot two zombies down, and this attracted the rest of 8 zombies. keeping the gun back, he unsheathed the sword and ran towards the zombies. Immediately killing the first 3 of them in one swoop, he jumped on the next. He sliced off the hand by accident instead of the head and had to back away cause it was too near. The zombie with now only one hand continued to come towards him and he sliced its head. 

After killing the rest 4 of the zombies, he made his way across the hallway and opened the door of the people he needed to save.