Post by DT on Mar 25, 2007 0:58:15 GMT -5
'DT' was a doctor. An Abdominal Specialist, to be exact. He was educated at Berlin Polytechnic, and returned to his city of birth to practice medicine. As a surgeon at Lazarus General Hospital, in Shearbank, he made a pretty penny before the outbreak. As the outbreak began, 'DT' took to hiding in a nearly invisible maintenence closet in the basement of the hospital, barricaded and padlocked, with three patients in critical condition with him, to keep him occupied and sane.
The patients didn't make it, though he refused to stop working. Something he had done, however, had stopped them from becoming undead, and he began to retrace his steps, looking for that link.
However, in the darkness of a confined space with the smell of blood all around, and faint, muted noises emenating occasionally from behind the ultra-strong barricades and metal doors, with a single light-bulb which often goes off for days, and only one spare, the mind begins to deteriorate.
'DT' now sees what other people do not. He sees what is hidden in the paint on the walls.
His madness caused him to break out of his self-confinement. He was disgusted at what he found: stinking, selfish survivors, huddled in corners, vandalising the hospital. He sought more intelligent company, and found it behind the mask of the Philosophe Knights. He is no killer, though he has been known to leave Ignorant people, while infected and in dire need of assistance, to die, sometimes going as far as weakening the barricades to let the zombies finish them off. Usually, however, he seeks to heal those he sees as being open-minded enough to educate, and is not as judgemental as many of his fellows. He now wanders often, seeking to revive and heal.
The patients didn't make it, though he refused to stop working. Something he had done, however, had stopped them from becoming undead, and he began to retrace his steps, looking for that link.
However, in the darkness of a confined space with the smell of blood all around, and faint, muted noises emenating occasionally from behind the ultra-strong barricades and metal doors, with a single light-bulb which often goes off for days, and only one spare, the mind begins to deteriorate.
'DT' now sees what other people do not. He sees what is hidden in the paint on the walls.
His madness caused him to break out of his self-confinement. He was disgusted at what he found: stinking, selfish survivors, huddled in corners, vandalising the hospital. He sought more intelligent company, and found it behind the mask of the Philosophe Knights. He is no killer, though he has been known to leave Ignorant people, while infected and in dire need of assistance, to die, sometimes going as far as weakening the barricades to let the zombies finish them off. Usually, however, he seeks to heal those he sees as being open-minded enough to educate, and is not as judgemental as many of his fellows. He now wanders often, seeking to revive and heal.
