Clementine and Franklin managed to make it to the top floor; they were surprised that the zombies weren't exhibiting the traits that they had shown earlier.
"Where is it?" Clementine asked and Franklin's eyes darted around the empty room, the hospital was a lot worse than they had anticipated.
Franklin noticed that this place was barricaded, they probably made their last stance here; judging from the state of the corpses.
A majority had taken their lives but this was to be expected, there was no avoiding it.
"We should have taken one of them with us," Franklin said but Clementine shook her head.
"What if they changed their mind once we got close? What if they put a bullet in the back of our head when we turned around?" Clementine asked and Franklin agreed with her.
"You're right," Franklin responded before his eyes caught a glimpse of something that looked out of place.
