Mike, with bloodshot eyes, rushed to Old Wes's pharmacy. The store was firmly shut, with a crowd outside clamoring for medicine, unwilling to leave.
He hesitated for a moment, deciding not to approach.
Their bloodshot eyes made him feel a chilling anxiety when they looked at people.
Little did he know, his current appearance was no different from theirs, and passersby who glanced at him felt the same.
The same fear.
Mike searched throughout the city for places to buy medicine, only to find them either experiencing the same chaos as Jack's or shut down early like Old Wes's.
The medicine in hospital pharmacies was immediately requisitioned.
This action from above made the already angry people lose all reason.
A city without firearm control quickly descended into chaos.
With survival hopes dashed, they might as well continue causing trouble.
When people thought this was their most severe moment, reality showed them it was wishful thinking, and even harsher challenges awaited.
