Alexis

The air fills her lungs like an anvil being removed from her chest. She breathes, and the light floods through her, the relief.

She was dead. She was dying, wasn't she? But now she's awake and her eyes are open, her brain and body alert. There's no more pain.

She's still in bed, in the hospital. It's hard to tell how long she's been here, but nobody seems to be around.

Then she sees the blood and hand prints on the observation window outside of her room.

She sees the bodies, some still and others moving. They aren't people. She knows that much. She knows she's in danger here.

She gets out of bed and her muscles feel strange at first. They ache. But then she gets used to it.

She can't remember her mouth ever being this dry.

She immediately thinks of her brother and how she told him to leave her. She's glad he listened.

And now she must find him.

She finds her clothes, collects whatever belongings she has, including a little necklace of the Virgin Mary left on her bedside table. She isn't sure who left it for her, but she puts it on anyway. Maybe Mary will bring her luck for whatever comes next.

She knows it's a miracle she's alive, and that whatever is outside her room will likely kill her anyway. She doesn't know what the world is like now.

But she knows she is going to find out.

End of Season 1