That's ok, Rumble.))
Clark had finished the whiskey in her flask and puts it back in her pocket. As the others wait for Alex and Tonx to come up, she walks off alone to the ward she had found. Unlike the rest of the hospital, it seemed fairly clean. Well it had less blood splattered around but compared to other places, it was an improvement. There was a large window which opened towards the side of the hospital. Clark huffs and runs her hand down her face as she begins to feel more dizzy.
Donald stays quiet and waits, he decides to socialise once the group was settled.
Clark goes up the next set of stairs towards the third floor. After patrolling it she is satisfied at the lack of beasties and goes back down on the second floor. As she does she notices a fire exit. This was a good thing seeing how if they were under attack, there would be more than one escape route but it would have to be checked every now and again to be sure that nothing was going to find its way up. She sighs and sits on one of the beds, taking out another bottle of alcohol. She knows that the others might get annoyed but today was a lot to deal with. As she takes a long sip from it, she hopes that there is not going to be anymore drama for a while.