030: VIDEO

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[Chase is in one of the hospital pathology labs, a centrifuge whirring away on the desk in front of him. He's flicking through a messy looking sheaf of paper.]

I'm starting to understand why the City Guide has an entire section on zombie handling strategy. Someone told me they used to be a regular problem, here. Anyone long-term enough to be able to tell me about that?

[He's about to ask another question, but a second voice, deep and rolling, curiously accented, interrupts.]

What is an enemy to you, Doctor?

[Chase's head snaps up. He takes a gasp as though the breath has been punched out of him.]

You're not here. You're never really h—

[But the voice comes again, and as Chase moves, the picture on his device swings to show a man in a tattered, bloodied surgical gown, the flesh rotting away from his face.]

Men make choices.

[The zombie sweeps a rack of equipment to the floor, and the screen goes black.]



[ooc: Chase's ghoul is Darth Vader Mufasa James Earl Jones Dibala, the genocidal dictator of a small African nation, who he murdered shortly before arriving in the city. Dibala will be/have been around for a little bit to bother anyone at the hospital.]

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[Truth be told, there's a large part of Chase that wants nothing more than to find another lockable door and shut it on the world, until he's had time to sit and stare into nothing for long enough that the nerve tremors subside. Until he's numbed himself long enough to push the images from today back into a manageable haze, preferably with the aid of something with a hefty percent proof.

But he'll keep going as long as he's needed. At least there's bright light here, the strip lights which usually seem harsh are now a reassuring glare. It's harder to imagine darkness when the world is bright.

The SAU is empty, but the ER along the corridor bustles with activity, another reassurance. Though if they head that way there will be twenty people waiting with demands. He needs to look at her leg.]

In here.

[There are empty exam rooms all along the corridor. No one's having non-emergency surgery today - Chase should know.]

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[Honestly, for once she might be inclined to give him a pass on coping the wrong way. If only because then she could worry about that instead of seeing him wield a fire extinguisher again.

She nods absently, reaching to push open the door he chooses. God, they should have taken a sample to test for rabies. She should've kept her shoes.]

It's not deep,

[she says, mainly because she needs to say something, trying to pull away as she hobbles in. She's just eager to get her weight off it.]