We Need Blood

Sarah and Dusty sat down with Alex in the community center, eager to discuss how they could contribute to the town's efforts. Alex smiled warmly as he listened to their concerns.

"We're glad you're interested in helping out," he said. "We're always looking for people who are willing to lend a hand. We have a few projects going on that we could use some extra help with."

He explained that they were working on building a new garden, using permaculture techniques to grow their own food. They were also working on building a new system for collecting and purifying rainwater.

"I think we could really use your skills," Alex said. "Would you like to join the gardening team?"

Sarah nodded eagerly. "That sounds like a great idea," she said.

As they discussed the details, Sarah couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and purpose. She was finally doing something to help, something that would make a difference.

Alex also mentioned that they were working on building a new community center, where they could hold meetings and events. They were also planning to start a community kitchen, where they could cook and share meals together.

Sarah was impressed by the scope of the projects and the enthusiasm of the townspeople. She felt like she had finally found a place where she could belong.

As they walked around the town, Sarah noticed that there were several buildings in the town that seemed to be under construction. She asked Dusty about them, and he explained that they were building new homes for the residents.

"We're trying to create a sustainable community," he said. "A place where people can live safely and thrive."

Sarah felt a sense of pride and belonging as she looked around at the town. She knew that she had found a new home, a place where she could start over and make a difference.

As they walked, Sarah also noticed that there were several people working on fixing up old cars and trucks. She asked Dusty about it, and he explained that they were trying to create a community transportation system.

"We're going to have a fleet of cars and trucks that people can use to get around," he said. "It will make it easier for people to get to work and school."

Sarah was impressed by the ingenuity and resourcefulness of the townspeople. They were all working together to create a better future, despite the challenges they faced.

The next day, Sarah visited Dr. Mullins again, this time to learn more about the experiments they were conducting on the zombies. This time both Dr. Andrew Mullins and Dr. Patricia Merchant were there to talk with her. 

"Dr. Mullins, I've been wondering about the zombies," Sarah said. "What are you trying to do with them?"

Dr. Mullins smiled. "We're trying to understand them," he said. "We want to know how they work, how they spread, and how we can stop them."

Sarah nodded, fascinated by the idea of studying the zombies.

"And what have you learned so far?" she asked.

Dr. Merchant leaned forward, her eyes intense. "We've learned that they are highly intelligent," she said. "They are able to adapt and learn, just like humans. And we've also learned that they are highly susceptible to certain stimuli."

Sarah's eyes widened in surprise. "What kind of stimuli?" she asked.

Dr. Merchant hesitated before answering. "Well, we've found that certain scents can trigger a response in them," she said. "We're trying to use that knowledge to our advantage."

Sarah felt a shiver run down her spine as she listened to Dr. Mullins' words. She knew that she had to be careful, but she was also curious about the possibilities.

As Dr. Mullins finished explaining their research, he reached out and took Sarah's arm.

"Sarah, I need to ask you something," he said. "I need more of your blood."

Sarah felt a surge of surprise and fear as she looked at Dr. Mullins. What did they want with her blood again?

Sarah's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Dr. Mullins. What did he want with her blood?

Dr. Marchant smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, Sarah," she said. "We just need your blood for our research. We're trying to find a cure for the zombie virus, and your blood is key."

Sarah felt a sense of trepidation as she considered Dr. Marchant's words. She knew that there was still so much unknown about the zombie virus, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to donate her blood again.

But Dr. Mullins and Dr. Marchant seemed so confident and determined that Sarah couldn't help but feel drawn in by their enthusiasm.

"I'll do it," Sarah said finally.

Dr. Mullins smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Sarah," he said. "I'll send one of my assistants over to collect your blood sample."

Sarah nodded numbly as Dr. Mullins left her alone in the room once again.

The technician, a young woman with a kind face and a steady hand, arrived at Sarah's doorstep just as she was finishing lunch. Sarah nodded to her and led her to the living room, where they set up the blood collection equipment.

As the technician worked, Sarah couldn't help but think about the conversation she had with Dr. Mullins. She felt a sense of trepidation about giving her blood, but she also knew that it was a necessary step in finding a cure for the zombie virus.

The technician finished collecting the blood sample and smiled at Sarah. "That's all done," she said. "You're doing great."

Sarah nodded, feeling a bit relieved. She watched as the technician packed up the equipment and left, then turned back to the living room.

Dusty was sitting on the couch, reading a book. He looked up as Sarah entered the room and smiled.

"How did it go?" he asked.

Sarah took a seat next to him and leaned back against the couch. "It was fine," she said. "Dr. Mullins wants to use my blood for their research."

Dusty's eyes widened in surprise. "What did you think?" he asked.

Sarah shrugged. "I'm not sure," she said. "I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all. But I think it's worth doing something to help find a cure."

Dusty nodded in agreement. "I think you're making a great decision," he said.

Sarah smiled, feeling a sense of pride and purpose. She knew that she was doing something important, something that could make a real difference in the world.

As they sat there in silence, Sarah couldn't help but think about how much her life had changed since she arrived in this town. She had gone from being a survivor of a zombie apocalypse to being a member of a community working together to build a better future.

And as she sat there with Dusty, feeling safe and supported, Sarah knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be.

"I'm glad we're here," she said softly.

Dusty nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "Me too," he said.

Sarah smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. She knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she would face them with Dusty by her side.