They'd outlined their story, and now filled in the details. The candystripers, Laura and Grace, didn't like volunteering where their parents worked, so they took a lot of breaks. On their way to the Radiology vending machine for potato chips, they heard odd noises and moaning inside. They peeked through the doors at the bloodstained walls and jerky movements, then slunk away.
Radiology fell apart. They threaded an IV stand through the doors handles so nothing could escape. They raced to find their parents, and crashed into Brando. They filled him in as he gathered his spilled tools. They headed for the ER, Brandon went to find his dad.
Bad sounds came from Oncology and the lobby bathrooms. They tied the oncology doors shut with tubing. Their parents reacted quickly to the girls' terrified story, coordinating with charge nurses to get people to safety and preparing to take out the Infected if (when) they attacked.
Brando’s dad told the hospital Chief, who announced, “The following departments are now closed: Radiology, Oncology, and Main Reception. An updated list will be emailed to all staff as needed. New admissions are suspended effective immediately.” People fled with their sick friends and relatives.
An hour later, the few remaining staff had barricaded the hallway to Oncology, a knot of cars still fought to escape the parking lot, and the Chief announced, “The hospital is closing effective now. All staff will expedite patient egress. Everyone still living needs to exit the hospital as soon as possible.”