pharmacist’s book. There was nothing. The place had been cleaned out by others with the same idea. Shaun noticed the computer monitors.
“Any power over there?” asked Shaun.
Thai flipped a few switches. The overhead lights came on. He turned on the computers. A prompt came up requesting a password.
“Damn,” said Shaun noticing the prompt.
“There is no book here,” said Yuri.
“Is there anything that says sedative ?” asked Shaun. “We just want to keep Jonesy calm.”
“There’s nothing here but Band-Aids and aspirins,” said Thai.
“I have a feeling this is gonna be a long day,” said Shaun with frustration.
“Let’s get to Good Samaritan Hospital. We’ll try the mental ward,” said Shaun.
“What if they don’t have prescription meds there either?” asked Thai.
“If it’s a dead end, we’ll check St.Vincent and the Silver Lake Medical Center.”
“Are they far?” asked Yuri.
“Those are three downtown hospitals we should have road access to,” answered Shaun. “One of them has gotta have meds for Jones.”
“There’s the White Memorial on Chavez Avenue?” said Thai.
“That’s to the east though. The roads get congested over there,” answered Shaun.
Shaun drove the Ferrari down Grande Avenue. Yuri sat in the passenger seat. Thai sat on the rear of the car with his feet in between Shaun and Yuri.
***
They arrived at Good Samaritan. The glass entrance doors were locked. Shaun pulled out his pistol and shot out the doors. Glass shattered all over the entrance. Shaun entered. There were large pieces of glass sticking out of the framing.
“Watch yourself on the glass, guys,” said Shaun.
Yuri and Thai carefully entered. The lobby had the odor of dead bodies. It smelled terrible. There were gurneys on wheels against the walls. The nurse’s station had dried coffee puddles from cups being knocked over when the streets were chaos. There was portable medical equipment on wheels knocked over on their sides in the hallway. Shaun looked down one of the hallways. A few dead bodies lay on the floor at the entrance of the emergency room. Shaun and Thai looked at a directory posted at the nurse’s station.
“I don’t see a mental ward anywhere,” said Thai.
“The pharmacy is in the basement,” said Shaun. “We’ll check there.”
Thai and Yuri covered their noses.
“That smell is horrible,” said Yuri.
“That’s for sure,” said Thai.
“That’s the smell of dead bodies for ya,” replied Shaun. “Especially lying around for several months in a confined space. I’ve smelled it many o’ times.”
“So this doesn’t faze you at all does it, Shaun?” asked Thai.
“Nope. Been there, done that.”
They went to the elevator; the doors opened. Three dead bodies lay on the floor. A more concentrated odor of dead flesh came out of the elevator. Shaun cringed. Thai heeved. He couldn’t take it. Yuri covered his nose and mouth in disgust. Shaun grabbed a dead hospital employee and pulled her stiff corpse to the other side of the elevator floor. She was blonde and had a cute face. Her eyes were open and she appeared to look directly at Thai.
“C’mon guys. They’re just dead people. They won’t bite you,” said Shaun.
Yuri and Thai stepped in the elevator behind Shaun. The doors closed.
“To the basement we go,” said Shaun pressing the ‘*B’ button on the elevator.
Thai couldn’t help but look at the dead hospital employee repeatedly. Her dead, piercing stare bothered him. He looked at her and the two dead men she lay on. Thai began to perspire. His heart pounded. He started to feel sick. It felt hot in the elevator. He exhaled. They arrived at the basement; the doors opened—the pharmacy
Shaun and Yuri stepped out. Thai staggered out and fell against the wall breathing heavy.
“Hey Thai. What’s up?” asked Shaun.
Thai panted, bending over, holding his knees.
“They’re dead,” Thai said panting. “They’re all dead in there,