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man.”
    Shaun stopped the elevator doors from closing. He rolled the dead nurse assistant onto her belly, facing her away from them.
    “Take it easy, my friend,” said Yuri. “Deep breath. In and out.”
    “You looked in her eyes didn’t you?” asked Shaun.
    “Huh?” asked Thai.
    “You never heard the myth about looking into the eyes of dead people?” asked Shaun.
    “No,” answered Thai, shaking his head.
    “Some believe their souls haven’t left their bodies yet,” said Shaun. “They’re just trying to talk to you through them.”
    “That’s creepy,” said Thai.
    “That’s why a dead person’s eyes have a magnetic draw,” said Shaun.
    “What was she saying then?” asked Yuri.
    “She was saying… ‘ Excuse me kind sir. Since I’m dead, please roll me over so I don’t stare at your goofy friend,’ ” answered Shaun in a mock female voice.
    Thai and Yuri laughed.
    “Feeling better?” asked Shaun.
    “Yeah,” said Thai, exhaling again.
    “Good. Don’t take this crap so seriously,” said Shaun.
    “So this is the place for medicine?” asked Yuri.
    “It’s a basement pharmacy. Let’s look around,” said Shaun.
    They looked around the shelves. There were dozens of bottles with pills and fluids in them. Shaun carried a small basket and dumped several of the bottles in the basket by handfuls.
    “Finding it?” asked Thai.
    “No, but its medicine. We may need it at some point,” answered Shaun.
    “What medicine do we need?” asked Yuri.
    “Anything that says anti-psychotics,” said Shaun. “Preferably, Zyprexa, Abilify or Seroquel. ”
    “How do you know about meds?” asked Thai.
    “After fifteen years on the force, you learn about mental illness,” replied Shaun.
    “None of them are here,” said Yuri.
    “Okay, let’s take what we have and head to St. Vincent,” said Shaun.
     
    ***
     
    It was mid-afternoon. They spent the whole day checking hospitals and pharmacies in the downtown area. Antipsychotic meds weren’t found anywhere. Shaun pulled up to the Silver Lake Hospital.
    “This is it,” said Shaun. “If we don’t find anything here, we’ll have to wing it.”
    “What if medicines we have are not effective?” asked Yuri.
    “Then I’ll punch Jones’ lights out,” answered Shaun with a sarcastic grin.
    Yuri and Thai glanced at him.
    “Just kidding. I wouldn’t do that,” said Shaun.
    They rushed to the top floor, the mental ward. They rummaged through every door and closet they could find. They scattered property everywhere frantically searching for meds. Thai opened one of the last cabinets. He grabbed a bottle that said, “ Rx Seroquel ”.
    “Hey, I got it! Seroquel. Right here,” hollered Thai.
    “That’s what I’m talking about,” said Shaun shaking the bottle and inspecting it. “That’s the stuff, boys. We’re good.”
    Suddenly, there was a loud rumble. The entire floor of the mental ward shook. The ceiling lights blinked and turned off. They staggered and fell to the floor. Shaun dropped the Seroquel. All the windows shattered, broken glass flew in on top them. They buried their faces in their arms. Medical equipment fell to the floor and papers flew everywhere.
    “Earthquake!” shouted Shaun.
    There was a tumultuous crashing sound. The entire floor tilted. Shaun and the others slid across the floor towards a huge gap in the wall. They were in imminent danger of falling seven stories to their death. Large pieces of medical equipment, computer monitors, tray holders and other small items followed them. Shaun struggled to grab the Seroquel but it was no use. The bottle went over the edge and fell to the pavement. Shaun and Thai barely caught hold of the edge. They hung outside the wall of the building. Floors one through six were in the same condition all the way to the street. Much of the building was destroyed.
    Yuri tried to grab onto something sliding to the edge. He was heading right for Shaun and Thai. He was almost able to grab