. . again?” Snake joked nervously. As they sat in the dark, Snake talked to one of the CNAs to pass the time, hoping the power failure was temporary. In the lab, Doune lit a lantern and went back to work. Autumn didn’t seem to have a problem with it, but Lindsey started feeling claustrophobic in the small dark room. She went out to the ER waiting room which was just as dark, but more open. Within two minutes, the power came back on, though it got everybody wondering just how long the generator would last. “We’re going to need more diesel fuel,” Jack said. “We have maybe a two-week supply and that’s if we use it sparingly. So far the electricity has been off almost as much as it’s been on, so we may have to depend on the generator completely before long and it needs a lot of work.” “That’s not all we need,” Lindsey pointed out. “If help doesn’t come soon, we’re going to start running out of food. We also have an extremely limited supply of meds for the patients.”
