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adrenaline
fueled the blow. She almost strained her back from the force.
    Jimmy's head snapped to one side. A thin
line appeared on the opposite side of his neck. Dark blood seeped
out.
    “ Oh shit,” said Angie.
“I'm sorry. You're hurt bad, Jimmy. Please stop.”
    Jimmy moaned and reached for Angie again.
His head hung limply to one side. His mouth chewed at the air.
    “ Goddammit, Jimmy!” yelled
Angie and swung the extinguisher the other way. Jimmy's head
whipped to the other side. The skin on his neck split and with a
sloppy cracking noise his head came free.
    Both Angie and Freeda screamed as Jimmy's
head fell to the floor and bounced. Jimmy's body slumped, blood
seeping from its open neck.
    “ Oh shit, you killed him!”
said Freeda, sounding near crying.
    “ I know!” said Angie,
dropping the extinguisher. “But he wouldn't stop! He wouldn't
fucking stop!”
    Then she noticed something.
    Jimmy's head lay on its cheek against the
emergency room floor. But Jimmy's mouth was still moving. His
cloudy eyes looked around and his teeth continued to gnash at
nothing. His eyes found Angie and he ground his teeth at her.
    “ Okay,” said Angie. “Now I
think we should go.”
    Angie and Freeda ran for the doors to the
waiting room, just as a crowd of people rushed in. It was the
patients and aides who'd run out before. They were screaming.
    They ran blindly past Angie and Freeda. Two
men burst in after them. Angie recognized them as the jackass and
his hurt buddy.
    “ We got problems,” said
the jackass.
     
     

 
    Seven
     
     
     
    Fifteen Minutes Earlier
     
    “ Dammit,” said Park as he
paced the waiting room. “How in the fuck could it possibly take
this long?”
    Moe was still grasping his arm. “It's only
been a few minutes.”
    “ Few minutes of pissing me
off.” Park looked back to the emergency room doors and scowled. The
fat old bitty at the reception desk glanced at him, then looked
down. Park snorted and turned to pace the other way.
    He took one step.
    An enormous crash came from the emergency
room.
    Park whipped back around. “Shit! What the
fuck was that?”
    The fat old bitty rushed to the doors. “I'll
check. Stay here.” She pushed her way into the emergency room and
the doors swung shut behind her.
    Park watched her go, then turned to pace
some more. He heard Moe stand and he turned back.
    Moe frowned at the doors. “What do you
think's going on, Park?”
    Park shrugged. “Fuck if I know. Hopefully it
clears a spot in there.” He looked at the doors for a second, then
sighed. “I guess let's see.”
    He walked to the doors and Moe followed. He
pushed the doors open a crack and peered inside. Moe looked over
his shoulder.
    The emergency room was in shambles. An
ambulance sat in the middle of the room. A large hole was ripped in
one wall. Angie, the aide Park had talked to, was running to the
ambulance.
    “ Damn,” said Moe. “Maybe
we should help.”
    “ Fuck that shit,” said
Park. “We need to get you to another hospital.” He stepped back
from the door and turned to Moe.
    Moe frowned. “But the nearest hospital is
hours away.”
    Park nodded back toward the emergency room.
“I think here will take longer.”
    Moe winced and looked pale. “Okay, but let's
hurry. I don't feel so good.”
    “ Sure thing,” said Park.
They both went toward the exit doors.
    And stopped when they reached them.
    Outside in the parking lot, two girls in
cheerleader uniforms were ripping a grown man apart.
    The man stood screaming as the girls tugged
at him from either side. One ripped a chunk of his chest free and
stuck the bloody meat into her mouth and chewed. Blood ran down her
chin and she looked toward the hospital. And at Park.
    Behind the cheerleaders, a crowd of people
slowly drew near.
    “ Shit,” said
Park.
    A screaming mob of people burst from the
emergency room. Park had less than a second to look back before the
mob swept him and Moe outside.
    “ What the fuck?” yelled
Park.