following the tides {cato}
Apr 24, 2016 15:58:25 GMT -5
Post by d9 kristof parks {ems} on Apr 24, 2016 15:58:25 GMT -5
Ezekiel Alexander
Narration Thinking "Hearing" "Speech"
Volunteering in district four wasn't a vacation, and Ezekiel knew that, but his heart wasn't prepared for the death and destruction the district faced. Mangled bodies poured into the medical tent filling it past the max capacity as volunteers flooded the streets searching under the rubble. Working in a hospital should've prepared him for this, yet he never experienced this amount of broken bodies in one setting. A heart encased in glass shattered against the ground as the weight of the world crushed his fragile body. Ezekiel saw death every single day, and he pushed his emotions away placing on a poker face locking the sorrow away, but even the toughest can only handle so much.
Tears welled up in the corner of his eyes threatening to fall down his face at any given second, yet he forced them away refusing to cry. Ezekiel knew he had to get away from the tent. He had to find a place to go to relieve the pain lingering inside him as child after child came through the front doors lying lifeless on the cot leaving Zeke wondering what he could've done different. And all he can see as he stares into the eyes of the broken, mangled children was the helpless eyes of his sister staring back at him.
Don't worry, Haly, I'll save you, and I'll save them. Many broken promises fell from his lips, and each breath caught in the back of his throat, and he ran from the medical tent making his way outside trying to catch a break. Something to relax his mind from the ghosts standing in front of him taunting him every second of every single day. And now more stand before him.
Taking a deep breath, he grabbed a bag holding bottled water and a few snacks inside before grabbing his medical bag in front of him as he waltzed towards another area holding a group of people resting from search and rescue. Maybe someone inside was ready to go. Ready to search through the rubble trying to find any survivors. Looking around at the people sitting inside, he stopped for a moment allowing himself to take a break to control his thoughts gathering himself before finally speaking and hoping someone would take his offer. "Anyone up for some search and rescue?"