Day Zero / Season 1, Episode 10
Waterlogged Chaos Unfolds
Nina’s shoulder slams into the doorframe as she stumbles into the third-floor admin wing, the gurney rattling behind her with the boy’s shallow breaths barely audible over the slosh of water underfoot. The air up here smells of damp paper and stale coffee, not the antiseptic sting of the ER bays below, and it hits her like a slap—how far they’ve strayed from anything resembling control. Jamal’s at the other end of the gurney, his sneakers squeaking on the linoleum, his face slick with sweat under the dim glow of a dying emergency light. Hector, the security guard who got them through the last barricade, is ahead, his flashlight beam slicing through the dark, catching on overturned chairs and scattered folders like some office apocalypse. “Keep it steady, Nina,” Jamal mutters, his voice tight, hands gripping the gurney’s edge as they maneuver around a tipped-over desk. His eyes flick to the boy, whose chest barely rises under the blood-soaked sheet. “He’s not gonna make it if we jar him again.” “I’m tryin’,” she snaps, her own voice fraying at the edges, her arms burning from the weight of pushing for what feels like hours. Her scrubs cling to her skin, soaked from the knee-down slog through flooded corridors, and every step sends a dull ache through her shins. She can’t...