"Is anyone due to come in here?" Margo asked Antione.
Antione glanced at the clock seeing that it was around nine in the morning. "Not for at least a half an hour."
Cora looked at Margo. "What do I do?"
Margo sighed; it was easy to forget how new Cora was. "We take blood until the person is close to death then feed them our own."
"How do we tell when he's close enough? Do you have a knife?" Cora asked frowning hard.
"Sweets, how about I keep track of his heart rate and tell you when to stop. It won't take long. You won't really know how to cut your wrist so let me do that to." Margo told her, feeling off about Cora doing this as new as she was.
"We will need a wheelchair, and the car directly near the exit to the garage on this floor. Then Margo needs to draw the nurses to the other side of the ward with a distraction. We have to be fast. Jared will be up in just over an hour." Cora told them both.
