Henry's POV
The doctor took a look at Ren after Kenny took his medications.
Kenny stared at the ceiling stoically, and I took his hand, watching over him and praying that his counterpart was hurrying up in doing his job.
The noise from the city grew louder, sounding like fireworks…
Or bombs.
I tilted my head to listen in, also perceiving the sound of helicopters in the sky.
However, there shouldn't be a reason for alarm; they weren't in close proximity to us.
I heard Ethan talking outside, and he came into the room with a big satellite phone in his hand.
"I understand. Yes, they are alright. Mr. Howard has a fever, but he is stable."
He hung up the phone and informed me and the doctor, who looked up while feeling for the kid's pulse.
"A few groups among these citizens took the chance in the chaos of rats and zombies leaving the city to launch attacks against the military and official facilities."
