~Soli~ Five hours and twenty-seven minutes. That was how long it took for Elinton to go from a prosperous city to a dystopian wasteland. "Split up. We have a lot of ground to cover before the looters get here." J. Baptist Hospital was hit during the first strike. I am part of the salvage crew, searching through the wreckage, trying to find any piece of what used to stand there. "Anything?" Dr. Rollens hollers. Medicine, machines, patients. All of them... gone. "Some antibiotics, IVs, and patient files!" I shout. I had just graduated med school. The hospital was nothing like the underfunded clinic in my hometown. It was so big and clean and organized. "Wait! Over here! A survivor!" But now, digging through the debris, it almost feels like home.
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