"We shouldn't be here.” I glance apprehensively at the abandoned hospital that stands before us. There’s no way anyone has stepped foot in it before the First Wave. But still, it feels wrong to be here.

“Stop being so lame, Jane.” Myles snorts and rolls his eyes. “We’re just going to look around. What if there’s still supplies in there?”

“He’s right, Jane.” Riley adds. “If there’s any food, or better yet, medical supplies, we’d be the saviors of the Compound. We could be off scout duty for the next six months, if not more.”

I nod and let out a breath. I know they’re right, and odds are the only people we’ll find in there are decaying corpses. Red Zones are known for being the most gruesome. It’s not like I haven’t scouted in one before.

“Let’s get this over with.” I lead our small group toward the wide double doors.

The red doors are barred shut. Both a good sign that no one has raided it yet, and a bad sign that there is probably something in there we don’t want to find. Fantastic.

I slide the rusty metal pipe out from between the door handles. It doesn’t even make it out all the way before it snaps in two and drops to the ground with a loud clang.

Myles sniggers behind me. That certainly wasn’t going to keep anything in. Maybe there weren’t any active Infected in here after all.

“Let’s get this over with.” I pull open the doors and step inside the hospital.

All I can see are bodies piled high.

“Poor souls.” Riley says as she walks up beside me. “They never even had a chance.”