Take the exit. head for the hospital.
From Create Your Own Story
Once you take the exit, the drive is a little easier. You loop under a highway overpass and head for the hospital, and you can see the rise of it's ten story building in the distance, but barely. You head down the long and winding road that leads to the center of the medical complex, hoping for the best.
"Hang in there," you say to Melanie quietly. "We're almost at the hospital."
Surprisingly, you hear a voice from the backseat. "No...I...I am okay." You nearly swerve off the road when you hear it, and slow the car down on the side of the road, throwing it park and turning back. Melanie sits upward slowly, and there seems to be little blood flow from the wounds.
"You're alive, and you're awake!" You exclaim. She nods, giving you a little smile.
"Yes," she says, the word leaving her lips very slowly, almost giving the s a hiss. "Alive. Need help, though."
"Of course. We're going to the hospital now."
"No," she says, leaning forward, letting the sheet she was wrapped in fall away. She puts an arm over the seat and places her hand on your chest, then slides up so that her lips are next to your ear. "Need. Other. Help. Need. You. Fuck me." She says. Appalled, you pull away from her and look back. You can see the red bumps rising on the flesh of her face. She's infected.
You jump from the car, terrified, concerned, and unsure what to do. Melanie steps out after you, the smile on her face menacing. You put up your hands and beg her to step back, but instead, she balls up a fist and punches the window of the open door. Then again, and again, until it shatters the glass and her knuckles. Blood spurts from her hand as she reaches down and picks up a piece of the glass.
You turn to run, but it's as if Melanie has some sort of super human speed. She easily catches up and buries the shard of glass deep into your back. You tumble to the pavement, and she simply climbs atop you. "Weeeeee fuuuuuuck...." she says, tearing at your clothes as you toil in pain. You fight to free yourself from her hold, but she's stronger than you, pushed on by murderous blood rage and wanton abandon.
She takes you there, against your will, and it's not long before you're just like her. Covered in blisters and possessed by an urge to murder and fuck, you go on to stalk the city, mindlessly.
