The Nurse's Office

This is the place you can go to get some medications and other useful health supplies. Sure, you may have to break a few glass cabinets and break into a few locked doors, but theres nothing more than that to get by. Just make sure you lock the door to the beds if you want to catch a few winks here.

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Naome led Stefan in slowly and shut the door with her foot. SHe helped him over to a bed and walked over to a locked cabinet. She took her dagger and stabbed it a few times before it broke. She opened the doors and started looking for iodine for her arm.

Stefan lay down on the nurses bed slowly, groaning out to himself. He hoped the nurse had been safe whent he zombies had left. She was one of those lovely busty nurses who always wore tight nurse uniforms even when she was told she shouldn't.

"Aha! Iodine... and theres fresh water in here too..." Naome smiled. She grabbed one and walked over to Stefan. "Here, drink some. Do you have a headache?"

"Have you ever had several fish hook put through your brain then being tugged away in different directions..?" Stefan said, taking a deep draught.

Naome chuckled softly. "I take that as a yes." she said, going into her bag. She pulled out bandages and found her aspirin. "Here." she gave him some.

Stefan gulped down the asprins with a loud of water. He rubbed his head as he finished and stared at her "You ok? I didn't hurt you did I?"

Naome shook her head. "Nope, you didn't. On the other hand, while fighting I guess I got this." she said, motioning to the small cut on her arm. "It doesn't hurt... I just want to put iodine on it to kill any bacteria and all that other crap." she winced slightly as she dabbed it with iodine, seeing that the iodine stung like hell.

Stefan got up and hugged her lightly, kissing the top of her head again "Sorry." He reached up and grabbed a bandage from the smashed cupboard and wrapped it around her arm tightly.

She blushed lightly and smiled. "Its alright. Not your fault I wasn't careful enough..." Naome chuckled softly.

"For all we know I could have done that..." Stefan sighed, tying off the bandage. "Was I really that crazy?"

"YOu were a tad bit out of control I guess..."Naome laughed lightly, kissing his forehead gently.

"I woke up half embedded inside a load of lockers and according to you I neard genocide out in the coutryard.." Stefan pointed out.

Naome paused. "Okay, so oyu were really out of control... but you kicked zombie ass."

Stefan purred and leant against her lightly "At least I took a loud out then."

She smiled and nodded, nuzzling his head gently. "YOu sure did." Naome smirked.

Walking aorund the shelves curiously, Stefan plucked things from open shelves and used a large pipe to smask open another one.

Naome walked to another bed and dumped out the contents of her bag: 5 full throttles, a sweater, an Edgar Allen Poe book, 5 boxes of bandaids and bandages, 3 different kinds of braces for hands and ankles, a small bottle of liquid skin, and a lighter. Not to mention stuff to clean and sharpen her daggers. She blinked. "Hmm... all I need is more Iodine and rubbing alcohol..."

The loud cough and the fact Stefan was holding a bottle at arms length and holding his neck, he had found the rubbing alcohol. "God, tis is strong" he croaked.

Naome walked over and put the cap back on. "That means its fresh, which is when its best." she smiled softly. "And don't smell it too much... you can get high very easily off of it."

"Well atleast we know what to do if you need me psycho again" Stefan croaked, massaging his throat gently. It felt like it was blistering all the way down. He hadn't even ment to sip the stuff, he'd picked it up and thought it was water.

From the slamming and the smashing of various objects in the room, and then the talking and coughing from the other inhabitants, Carrie sniffled and burrowed herself deeper into the dirty bed sheets that had been tossed into a basket. She was just small enough to fit into it, too, curling up as small as she could so that she could get away from the creepy walking zombies wandering the hallways. She was scared, and she just wanted out of the school or to be in the lab relaxing while doing experiments. She was already bleeding from a row of gashes made by nails down her left arm and she was tending to it as best she could while trying to keep the noise down and being still.

Stefan froze as he saw the clothing back twitch. He walked slowly towards it, pulling a vial out from his pocket. He held it high, gazing down into the sack incase something horrible leapt out of it. Wonder what the hell's in there... he thought.

Naome walked forward and put a dagger behind her back and put a gently hand on the lump of blankets. "Hello? Are you okay?" she asked softly. She had a feeling it wasn't a zombie just for the fact that the room had been locked before Stefan and herself had gotten there.

Carrie jumped out of the basket and hurried over to the corner of the room, balling herself up and hugging her knees to her chest. Her blouse was soiled in blood, puss and slime from both her and zombies, her face was tear stained and her fragile form was shaking uncontrolably. Her hair was pulled backn in it's usual bun, a large red bow holding it in place.

Stefan quickly stuffed the vial into his pocket again. "Carrie?" he asked, recognising her from his regular haunts "It's ok. You dont have to be scared."

Naome immediately noticed the wounds and grabbed the supplies. She smiled sweetly and walked over and slowly kneeled next to Carrie. "Hello. Sorry if I scared you."

She only opened her eyes and looked up when she heard Stefan's voice call her name, her body quickly stilling and a feigned smile coming to her face. She looked next to Naome, blinking the tears from her eyes and wiping her cheeks with her unbloodied hand. "Y-You didn't sca-are me.. I was jst looking for my con-contact.." She sniffled out, turning from her and feeling along the ground, pinching her fingers together and acting as though she was blowing dirt from a contact. "S-see.. I'm not scared.."

"Thats a good thing... would it be okay if I wrapped up and cleaned your wounds...? They're starting to get infected really bad..." Naome smiled and spoke gently and friendly.

"Sure... Thanks.." Carrie nodded as she stood herself up, pressing the fake contact into her eye and blinking a few times. "There.. all better.." She looked over at Stefan again and smiled up at him as if he were her older brother, pushing some stray bangs from her face and tucking them behind her ear.

Naome smiled gently and ushered her to one of the clean beds, seeing that the one she was in was all dirty, bloody, and pussed up.

Stefan smiled back down and helped Carrie to her feet "Glad to see you're still alive Carrie." He knew she didn't wear contacts but let her have her dignity.

Sitting down on a clean bed, Carrie rubbed some blood from her arm and sighed softly. "Stefan... Why is this happening?" She asked, looking down at her porcelain skinned lap and gripping her free hand into her skirt.

"No idea, but I intend to find out" Stefan said firmly, seemingly much braver now. He thought of Carrie as a little sister at times since she was so shy and small and he was so tall, so he didn't want to mess up infront of her.

Naome put a mix of some iodine and rubbing alcohol into a clean towel. "I warn you, this'll sting." she said softly as she started to dab gently at the wounds.

"I've had worse from a fusion of chemicals. I can handle a little sting." She said rather proudly, straightening up and grinning in a rather boyish way. Carrie quickly lost the grin and looked to the door, furowing her brows. "Where were you Stefan? One minute I was at my lockers the next I was being pushed around by all sorts of kids trying to get away from the doors. I was knocked out after hitting my head on the ground and woke up to a bunchof dead freaks walking around me. When I tried to get away I was clawed down my arm.. and.. well... I found my way in here to try to clean up my wounds."

"I was busy running away and being fried by the fence outside" Stefan sighed, holding out his hands to show blackened skin and slight scorch marks where the wires had touched him. "Sorry I missed you earilier. You have to make sure you dont get any of their liquids inside you. These things are packed with disease."

"Stefan!" Carrie exclaimed, quickly pulling her arm away from Naome and grabbed at his hands. "Tend to him, not me! He's hurt!" She pointed out.

Naome stood up. "Sit your butt back down. I'll help him as well... his just need to be wrapped, because if I were to put rubbing alcohol on that, the skin would disintergrate." she said.

"They dont feel too bad" Stefan said, streaching his hands out and wincing as the skin went taught. He smiled at Carrie "I did much worse to the zombies out there dont worry. Electricity sort of hardwires me I guess."

Naome gently pushed Carrie back down and gently started wrapping Stefan's hands. It took a while because she had to wrap the fingers seperately so they wouldn't heal connected. She smiled softly. "Just don't move then too much and they'll heal fine." she went back to treating Carrie's wound.

"Dang it Stefan.." Carrie sighed out, gripping her hands and glaring up at the taller male. "Take care of yourself better. You're just lucky you're my brother or I would seiously hurt you." She threatened lightly, huffing slightly.

Naome blinked. "You two are related?"

"No, but we;re close enough to be related. He's my buttheaded big brother, I'm his adorably cute little sister." Carrie stuck her tongue out and giggled a bit.

Naome smiled and started wrapping her arm. When she finished, she laughed lightly. "Thats cool... I wish I was close to someone like that..."

"Well my buttheaded little sister" Stefan said before pulling Naome close "This is my girlfriend. Aint she cute?" he smiled happily down at Naome, showing that she did have someone like Carrie did.

"You know, I really do not like to say anything about your friends cause I usually say the wrong thing." Carrie said, pulling the resticting wrap from her arm and tossing it to the ground. "I don't like wrap." She said smply, walk to the door and looking out of the window timidly. "Stefan... I'm going to get Tiber from the science room.. I will not leave my poor puppy out there with those things."

"I'll come with you. But the science room was empty of zombies when I was last in it" Stefan said, going to her side quickly.

"You don't have to.. You are hurt nd so is your girlfriend. Stay here and get better, I'm sure I can handle grabbing my six week old Pameranian." Carrie said, trying to fight bsack the fear of seeing those dead creatures outside in the hallways.

"You're hurt too. I'd be better if we all go so we could support each other" Stefan said sternly. He hoped Naome would agree to this...

"Im going whether she finds it safe or not." Carrie replied just as firmly, recognizing the expression on his face. "And I'm going now." She took a deep breath, shutting her eyes and letting it out before pushing the door open and peeking out into the hallway. When she found it relatively clear she slinked out, gnawing at her bottom lip and holding her arm to her chest.

Naome blushed madly at the 'girlfriend' comment. She smiled brightly and walked over to the door. "Lets go with her... its not safe to let her go alone..."

Stefan nodded and ran after Carrie. "HOLD UP!" he yelled, hoping she wouldn't have gone far. He didn't want to loose Carrie to these wierd puss zombies.

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Horror High