Gaunt’s Ghosts Story 5

Varl pulled the truck into the loading dock of medical hall 67/MV. 'stay here,' Corbec told him, climbing down from the cab. turning to me he said, 'you can come with me if you like,' and he strode off towards the fromt step of the battered building. i ran to catch up. almost immediately, we were surrounded by children. hab-urchins, refugees, all smeared in filth. i didnt know what to do. Corbec had handed out the last of his dry rations and calorie packs days ago. the children mobbed him, pulled at his hands, tugging at his fatigues, ignoring his repeated murmur of apology. the truck horn sounded, and the kids looked around. 'hey!' called Varl. 'hey over here! cake-bars!' he held up some of the foil-wrapped bars and waggled them. the flock of children pulled away from us and swarmed around the truck, leaping to catch the cakes as Varl tossed them out from the carton on the seat. Corbec watched for a moment and smiled. 'Varl and me scored the cake rations from a collapsed munitions storehouse. we’d intended them to be a treat for the Ghosts.' i realised he thought Varl had made a good call. this was more important. we entered the medical hall. inside the doorway was a stack of leaking sacks full of medical waste that lent the entrance a ghastly, pervasive fragrance. beyond that was a train of linen carts, piled with soiled bedding. two medics were fast asleep on the stacks of discolored sheets. Corbec knew the route to the room. he been visiting every day for two weeks he ...

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