Computer

Bishop was as lazy as he was filthy. His computer was not password protected. She unplugged the laptop from its charger and left the room. A trail of blood behind her with each hobbled step. In the soiled bathroom she found an unused medical kit. Injection of antibiotics. Sterile gauze tape. Bottle of painkillers. She stuck her leg with the needle and wrapped her wound tight and swallowed three of the white tablets. Then she laughed at the thought of praying to God for protection from rabies.