9. Finger

Hunter had never been interested in medicine and had no idea if it was correct to pour disinfectant on a head or brain injury, but he figured out that there was no way that it would kill him and an infection sounded problematic. So, he poured it on his forehead but Jack didn't even flinch. Hunter wondered with raised eyebrows "It doesn't hurt?"

"Not a bit" Jack himself didn't understand what was wrong with him, and no pain was not necessarily a good thing.

"But you can feel touch? Can you tell if it's cold or warm?" Hunter asked as he touched his smooth cheek.

"Yeah everything else is normal I think." 

"Ok tell me if you feel something strange, we should observe your condition." Hunter got back to bandaging.

"Kay." Jack was really happy with his trip outside, he gained water, snacks, and and like-minded acquaintance.

Hunter bandaged his head and they were ready for the second try down the stairs. Hunter was taller than him by approximately five centimeter, but he didn´t weight much because he had only gotten liquid food for a while. Jack first helped him down one floor, then got the wheelchair, then they rested for a few minutes. Like this they finally arrived on the ground floor, where he started to push the wheelchair with his occupant. Hunter had been seeing the outside from the window frame in his suit, but due to the sand in the air there wasn't much to see. While that was still the case, he finally saw the ground with all the sand.

"Just how could it come to all this?" He asked while holding the axe in his lap, Jack just shrugged his shoulders "No idea."

"The bomb theory is basically out, there would be other people, there would be a ton of them in the hospital, and the police or the military would be everywhere." 

Jack listened as he pushed him along the street, it wasn't easy through the sand and rubble but it was manageable as long as he went slowly, luckily he found a wheelchair with a leg support so Hunter was relatively comfortable with his casted leg outstretched. 

Jack continued "Same goes with a meteor right? But a meteor would explain the sand, wasn't that when the dinosaur went extinct- something with sand went into the atmosphere something-?" 

Hunter thought about it "But there were no cities then, they had just earth and sand on the ground, I don´t know how it would be if there would be a meteor crashing in a city, besides everything being destroyed?" Jack pushed the wheelchair over something when he paused. Hunter turned around to question him when he saw him kneeling down. "My god...." Jack stood up and turned the wheelchair so that Hunter could see what he found. Hunter looked at the place on the ground and touched the sand, there he saw a finger... "What the?"

The two tried to take the finger out but that wasn't possible, so they dug in the surrounding sand with their hands, the finger led to a hand, and the hand led to an arm. They were speechless, and tried to dig more but it wasn't just the sand - there were asphalt chunks and without appropriate tools they wouldn't get anywhere. Jack thought of using the axe but he wouldn't want to harm the arm of the corpse.

"So...it isn't that there is no one, but they are buried under the ground?"

"Yes... this person should not be dead longer than two weeks..." Hunter looked at the arm in the sand, he looked at the street as long as he could see, which was only 2 meters.

"Just how many corpses are there, under our feet?"

They both tried to overcome the shock and thought a few minutes how this could come to be. Jack was the first to speak again "So.. let's say a super big, and I mean superbig meteor went down, the impact was so strong that the asphalt was destroyed along with the streets, the people who were outside were buried under the ground, but are there a few people who survived? And there are semi-intact buildings everywhere? Is that even possible?"

"We have to ask the others what they remember, if it was like that, then someone had to see something."