“Sandeul, are you okay?” Jinyoung said with worry as the four members crowded around Sandeul who laid in the middle of the living room floor, unconscious. “Is he breathing?”

     “Did he even breathe before? Do zombies breathe?” Baro asked, more panicked than anyone else. “He’s not breathing now! What do we do?”

     Shinwoo stayed quiet as he held onto Sandeul’s wrist. “That’s odd… He does have a pulse. I don’t think he did before.”

     “But what should we do, hyung?” Baro questioned again. “He already died once! What if he’s gone for good this time?” 

     Gongchan couldn’t hold back his tears any longer at the thought of losing his friend permanently. 

     “What if we brought him to the hospital?” Jinyoung suggested. “There must be something they could do for him there. He was already revived from lightning. The doctors could have an easier time getting Sandeul back to full health. Couldn’t they?”

     Shinwoo thought about it for a moment longer before responding, “Well, if he does have a chance to be saved, we can’t waste anymore time. We have to bring him there as soon as possible. No time to call an ambulance.”

     Jinyoung nodded and picked up Sandeul with ease. He carried him towards the door. “I’ll be able to carry him the easiest. I’ll go through the alleys so no one will see me and get suspicious. But at least one of you will have to come with me. I’m sure they’ll kick me out of the hospital as soon as they recognize me, the one who stole from the blood bank.”

     “I’ll come with,” Shinwoo said as he stood, regaining confidence. 

     Gongchan announced immediately after, “Me too!” He cleared his tears and followed them. 

     Baro hesitantly came forward, “I’d like to come, too… If you don’t mind.”

     Jinyoung sighed before giving Baro a forgiving smile, “Sure. But we have to hurry, or else we might not get our friend back. Try to keep up!”

     The four band members rushed as fast as they could without being seen while following Jinyoung who held their unconscious friend. “He’s looking more pale, isn’t he?” Jinyoung gulped. “Come on! We have to run!”

     As they approached the hospital doors, they no longer cared if anyone found them suspicious. They ran to the entrance, and Gongchan took a wheelchair from inside for Jinyoung to put Sandeul in. 

     “I’m sorry, but I have to stay out here,” Jinyoung said, feeling his eyes fill up with tears. “If he doesn’t make it…”

     “Stop, hyung,” Baro sniffed. “I’ll stay out here with you. I know Sandeul will be okay.”

     “Looks like it’s just you and me,” Shinwoo said to Gongchan as he wheeled their limp friend into the emergency room. Gongchan only nodded, not wanting to say anything, or else he would burst into tears again. 

     At the front desk, they swiftly checked Sandeul in and the staff brought him to the intensive care unit to see if there was anything they could do to bring him back. 

     All that was left to do was wait. Shinwoo and Gongchan found themselves comfy chairs in the waiting room before texting Jinyoung and Baro that Sandeul was being cared for at the moment. 

     “I wonder how long we’ll have to wait before we get any updates,” Gongchan said, frequently scanning the room for doctors that might bring them news, good or bad. 

     “It could take minutes. It could take hours,” Shinwoo paged through magazines as he tried to get his mind off the current situation. “We just have to wait patiently.”

     “But I can’t, hyung! I want to know how Sandeul is now!”

     Shinwoo motioned for the maknae to quiet down as he noticed a doctor approaching them with an armful of papers and his forehead wrinkled with worry. “You might not have to wait much longer…”