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[graveyardboots]

The bombs fall and they hide in a church. Pope declares them chosen and it fits with what Mancea hears; the voice he hears now in the place of the scream of bombs falling.

Then the bombs keep falling and they get separated. He takes Gabe and a corpsman and he runs for the woods. It's instinctive. The corpsman is injured, though, and Mancea finds them a cabin to rest in. But the prognosis isn't good.

"What will we do?" he asks Gabe quietly one night. "I don't think I can save her. God says she is meant for paradise."

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[minuteofangle]

Showtime. Gabe centers himself, breathing out slow. He can’t hear much of anything beyond their footfalls. “Describe it.”

[graveyardboots]

He proceeds forward carefully. "It's four stories," he says. "I think the pharmacy will be on the ground floor."

And it's probably been looted but maybe not everything is gone.

[minuteofangle]

Four stories. Okay. Gabe nods slowly, thinking back to all the hospitals he's ever been in.

"Should be big doors," he says. "Decent sight lines. It on fire?"

A lot of places still are, though he can't smell any smoke.

[graveyardboots]

"No," he says, and counts it a miracle. "But one wing has taken a direct hit."

There's rubble everywhere but it looks stable enough.

"Two rotters," he murmurs, pausing to watch them.