I leaned in close, though the intercom didn’t get any louder or softer. “Are you saying you’re the only survivors?” Fritz pointed down at the building we’d just rescued him from. It slowly shrank below as the helicopter rose. “From where we were in the pharmacy school, in the infirmary we set up there, we didn’t have the best view of things. The veterinary school was northwest across the street, but we were only able to see part of it. That’s where all the uninfected doctors and professors were working on the vaccine. We had our people in the structures all around the veterinary buildings, like guard towers, to watch the perimeter and keep the infected off the defenses from the outside.” Murphy stuck his head out the window and took a long look. “That’s a lot to defend.” “We did alright for a long time.” Fritz leaned against a bulkhead, feeling the weight of everything sink in. He’d just lost his friends, possibly all of them. “We were spread too thin to defend against so many at once. When it started, everyone in the infirmary who could handle a weapon went out to help. Some of us went up on the roof to shoot at infected down in the street. Others went downstairs to defend our building. The pharmacy school was our base of operations. We lived there.”
