Emory Library…

The university campus looked to be abandoned as well, not much human trafficked going. But that really didn't bother me, I wasn't looking for people I was looking for books. Making my way into the library, I first took a look around. I was more cautious about walkers than people. Unless a librarian appeared with shotgun, like don't touch my books, I should be fine.

The first floor was pretty empty, just how I liked it. The best part about the Library was every section had a label. I didn't want to over do it. In my previous life I had I was trained in field medicine, communication, mechanics, and little things that would make me a well-rounded Marine. You never knew who was going to die next, and if the medic was the only one that knew how to patch someone, a team would be f.u.c.k.e.d if that person went down. So, cross training was heavily enforced by the company First Sergeant.

With that in mind, I went for the plumbing, agriculture, blacksmithing, weapons engineering, Chemistry, water treatment, and books about making alcohol.

Strolling through the library with book cart was refreshing, it reminded me of times after retirement, except all I read back then was fantasy and sci-fi novels.

Clank. The sound of something dropping echoed throughout the library. Leaving my book cart, I went to check it out. With a pistol in hand , I slowly approached the source of the noise. Arriving at what looked to the break room for the Librarians. I pushed the door open pointing my pistol at anything moving.

And what did I find. A group of what I assume to be students. Although one male and a female were wearing Marine Corps Alpha uniforms. So, I was a little confused, as far I remember Emory didn't have any officer programs for the Navy.

"What are y'all doing here?" I ask

I didn't get an answer from any of them, so turned around and left. Grabbing my book cart. I made my out of the Library and back to the CDC. A few moments into my hike back, I could feel myself being followed. But I act as if I was oblivious to presence of my trackers.

Walking to the vehicles pushing my book cart I call out to the team

"Yo, anybody awake?"

Max popped his out the side of the LMTV

"What took you so long, man?"

"Ehh, had to get a few things. I need yalls help for the rest." I replied.

Max, Em, and Mike jumped from the truck, to give me a hand with my stuff.

"Hey, get a box of MREs from the back. We have guest" Nodding in the direction of a Humvee in the middle of the CDC lawn. On the other side of it, were the people the people from the Library.

Third POV

Bayek took them a box of MRE's and left it by the Humvee. As he walked away, he was eventually stopped by the small group of four. He could tell they had been through a pretty serious ordeal and weren't really in the talking condition. But, Bayek let them sit in the back of one of the LMTVs.

When everyone was situated. Bayek and his people pulled off Leaving the CDC. But it wasn't long until the pulled up near the Library that Bayek had just left

"What's here?" April asked

"Hospital. Sleep now and shop later?" He asks

April nods he head. The group was tired. They had been lifting heavy all day.

Turning off the Vehicles, they got some shut eye and decided to start fresh in the morning.

The next morning Bayek and his people were woken up by the sound of and explosion

"Shit! Get down!" Bayek hollered

Looking around , April didn't see anything troubling. Besides the noise attracting distant walkers, nothing was out of the ordinary

Bang-bang, Shooting was heard in the distance now.

Over the radio, everyone touched bases to make sure everyone was in good health.

When tone of the LMTV's didn't respond April got a little worried and radioed them again

"We're fine, it's just one of the new guys has an infect..."

Boom!!!.... Boom!!!.... BOOM!! Each explosion bigger than the next, they could fill the shock wave. The CDC had exploded behind them.

"Oh my god! The people from the Quarry, they were in the CDC" April gasps

"Plot armor, they'll be fine" Bayek replies

"What?"

"Nothing just wait here, while I check on the new people, I think they said one of them are infected" Bayek exited the truck and made his way back.

"Max, what's wrong with the new guy" He asks

The new guy was in the back of the LMTV sweating bullets and had a deathly pale complexion

" He has an infection. Apparently, he was bit a couple of days ago, and they cut off his arm to save him."

Bayek frowned. "He's a lucky bastard. We have narcotics for days. But I actually wanted to check this hospital right here for strong antibiotics."

"I figured, but this place is probably infested with walkers. Not to mention the damn CDC just blew up so, every walker in there is probably head to the front door."

Max and Bayek began talking about how they should enter the hospital, while Bayek took a look at the boy's arm.

"Yeah, this is nasty Max, his symptoms say septicemia"

"What does that mean? Is he going to be alright?" A girl with red hair asked Bayek

"He needs a brood spectrum antibiotic, it's the usual treatment, we just need to find some." Bayek told her.

But in reality, it might be to late for the boy. While cleaning the wound and re-wrapping it. A line of cars pulled up near Bayek and his people

"What are you guys still doing here?" asked Rick

"We were about to go into this hospital here, what happened in the CDC?" Max replied

"It turned out to be a dead end. Where are you guys heading?"

" Don't know yet, right now. In this hospital. The boy needs medicine" Bayek replied.

At the end of the LMTV the guy in the Marine Alpha Uniform put his thoughts into the conversation.

"How about Fort Benning. It's where me and my girlfriend were when the world went to shit. It was still up and running when we left"

"Then why did you leave?" Rick inquired

"The guy on the ground. He's my girlfriend's best friend."

After a moment of thinking. Bayek just shrugged, "Why not, I want to head to New Orleans anyway"

"What's in New Orleans?"

Bayek smiled " A cook worth my protection"

Everyone was gob smacked, something had to be wrong with Bayek if he would risk his life to go to Louisiana, to find a cook, that may or may not even exist..

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