“Do I look okay? How long did the doctor tell you I have to live?”
"Did the hit you received yesterday knock out all of your brain cells?" She snaps, "You don't give patients false hope, not when it's a bad case like that."
“You okay in there?” concern for his well being this is a trip he thinks to himself. Keeping me hostage feeding him and taking care of his wounds but not revealing themselves. Hunter just shakes his head and replies.
“I have no idea.” He screams as he’s losing blood at an alarming rate. I take my coat and tie it around his chest to stop the bleeding and we keep running.
The boy suddenly spoke, “Don't worry. They stopped drugging you a few days ago. That’s just to give your body nutrients. Just close your eyes. And don’t make a scene when they come back, or they’ll drug you again.”
“Arden was shot. There’s a high possibility she will go into organ failure,” Shaun said impatiently, clearly wanting to go into the hospital to help.
“You don’t just feed junk to someone after two months of-” He cut himself off, groaning and rubbing his temples. It didn’t look like the coffee was doing much for him.
“It’s not that bad. And you’re not that good with creepy and scary stuff are you?” Farren pushed a door open to see a old patient's room.
“Yeah, hello. Who is this?” My voice was rough and scratchy from the early morning. “Oh hey Charlie, where? Oakwood Meadows, got it, I’ll call up Ethan and we’ll be down there in a few. You can fill us in when we get there. Bye.”
“Looks like the survivor is going to pull through,” Greene says reentering the room. Cander doesn’t respond and keeps searching. “What are you thinking?” she asks.
“Jeana, you overdosed on Zolpidem, which is a sleeping drug. Your neighbor saw you walking home upset and came over to your house to check on you. She found you unconscious and brought you in.”
''Actually, I have a little job for you all; if you can talk to him, try to get through while the poison take effect, that would be great. Thanks. ''
“Well, we think he killed himself after work, so it could have been when he came inside.”
Glenn looked back at the reaper, his eyes already bloodshot from coke. “Yeah, Death, what’s up?” he said animatedly.
“Well as your other version was about to die, you happened to be in the hospital. Am I not mistaken that you have seen another version of me there?”