Alex put her hand on Sam's shoulder, "It's alright. We can get out of this together." She felt horrid for having to lie to her. Fact was that she had no idea if her changes were going to get worse. "Now, do you know what's going on?"
Sam sniffed loudly, wiping the tears with her massive hands, "...I-I came here, to take a patient into protective custody. Some kind of Jane Doe case that came in a day or two ago, I'm not sure how long I've been in here." She started regaining some kind of composure as she tried to recall the details of it all. "She... she went missing along with a bunch of the people watching her. A few squads were called in to help with the search, and after a few hours the place started to look like this. Everything out of place." She cleared her throat, helping her gravelly voice slightly, but it was still pretty bad. "Jim and I got separated together. We were partners before, so working with him seemed like nothing new... Til we found the girl. She was still wearing a patient smock, but her front was covered in blood and her ears... and that thing with her..." Sam went quiet and looked pale, staring forward like a deer in the headlights. "That thing with her... I really don't want to talk about it... It... was huge... and was stitched together like... I don't even know."
Alex didn't want to press what happened to Jim, she could guess based on what she implied. She popped open her sketchbook and pointed at the glyph, "Did the thing have this sign on it?" Sam just nodded in silent trauma. She cleared her throat, "Did you see anyone else? Anyone that changed like you?"
Sam just looked glass-eyed and white, "She... she said she had to clean the hospital... and that I could join in... like I was some kind of child. She said... I'd have to choose before it woke up. She... was taking the people away. Everyone else." Alex wasn't sure how to take what she was saying. Sam seemed scared and a little in shock.
Alex dug into her bag and pulled out $20, a cigarette, and her lighter, "Look, I know you don't smoke, but here's what I owe you, a smoke, and I'll buy you a cup of coffee if we find a machine, okay?" She couldn't help but feel intimidated and unsure of what to do with Sam, but for now she was still a friend. She held out her bad arm to help Sam up, leaving her shooting hand free. A smile crept across Sam's pale face as she took Alex's hand. Damn her grip was firm, but she wasn't hurting her. The exited the bathroom together. She jokingly commented, "Any idea where a lady can get a cup of coffee in here? Coffee machine perhaps?"
Sam practically facepalmed, stopping awkwardly as her hand tapped her protruding teeth, but she seemed to be handling it a bit better than in the bathroom. She pointed to the room just before the bookshelf and the shattered glass. "Just... Don't go through that security door way down there. Please." She motioned past the knick-knack shop at the far end of the hall to the rather firm looking steel door with a rather thin window.
Feeling alright at the moment.
Purse
- Pencil and Paper
- Tiny Folding Knife
- Lockpick (thin)
- Surgical Gloves
- Plastic Bags
- Cigarettes and Lighter (x1)
- Phone
- Bandages (x6)
- Tape
- Disinfectant
- .44 Special (3/6)
- Sam's Police Badge
Belt
- Handcuffs w/ Key
- Nightstick
- .40 S&W (7/7)
- .40 clip (7/7)
Find out what's happening in Mercer Medical Hospital
- 2 block barricade with a heavily armed SWAT team guarding
-> might have done this kind of thing before from what they said(?)
- Shoot to kill order (?)
- Deformed bodies being burned in the streets
- They talked about a well the monsters were coming out of (Why the fuck am I doing this?)
Mercer Hospital
- Everything seems to have shifted, and the ground fell away as I approached. What the hell is going on and why did I think this was a good idea?
Find the butcher's son
- Likely eaten by the large dog. Need to break the bad news.
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Topic: Bloodied: A Dark Detective Fantasy (Read 5799 times)