I'm sorry.
I know it says December, but it isn't. Still September.
A few weeks ago was the last post, and since then all mayhem has broken loose. There were fights, battles really, and some maniacs who obviously hadn't had their Prozac recently stole half my bandages.
Of course, the same day they stole them I needed them. Badly. Our tech manager had to travel up on the elevator with bodyguards to fix someone's TV, but it was an ambush. They attacked our guards, and while the guards were distracted, somebody shattered a teacher's vase over our tech's head. So he wasn't able to fix this dumb computer when it told me it was December.
Not while unconscious, anyhow. And I wasn't able to wake him before taking out the glass shards, which I couldn't do without bandages as it would start the bleeding. Again.
Currently I'm hiding out in the freezer with my patients. I transferred them here when the battle was taken too close to our section of school. There's limited light, but at least the wounds won't fester from heat here. (ew.) In fact, quite the opposite. Every few hours or so I rub lotion onto everyone's face, hands, and feet to keep frostbite away. The battle is directly outside us now, and I can hear hollers and shouts of rage. The other teams are angry. They didn't agree with us when we announced we needed more than our ration of food because otherwise our sick wouldn't heal. Which was true. But they didn't agree anyway, because TEAM BLUE ARE IDIOTS!!!! I would have shouted that aloud had the necessity of not being found not been so important. If they find us in this freezer before the battle is over, they will take the extra food I've hoarded away for our sick. They don't understand why the extra food is so important. Besides, half of them have more than enough to eat anyway. They stole the popcorn machine the other day. It didn't bother me, as it wasn't working well anyway. But somehow they fixed it, and I'm seething at how they stuff their faces up there and don't realize how the weak and diseased down here, (some of them are their own people!) need that food. They think we have enough, but I haven't eaten in 2 days, but for a sliver of turkey that one of my patients adamantly refused. It took a while before I realized that her parched throat was trying to say the word "vegetarian". Well, that was good news and bad news. Good news: More turkey for everyone else! Bad news: I ran out of vegetables a week ago.
I don't know how much longer we can live. I'm almost completely out of all supplies, food, medicines... without some sort of extreme rationing system and a truce between groups, I don't see how we will survive this. There's been no sign of outside, and an earthquake two weeks ago stopped all noises from outside efforts to help us. From what it looks like, the doors were blocked off by debris from other buildings. Thankfully, our school held up, though I hear that the top floor walls somewhat collapsed. No one was hurt severely. It might be a while before I speak to you again, so pray for us.
If this battle has as many casualties as I suspect, we're gonna need it.
-Goodbye! I hear someone opening up the door-
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