In an isolation ward, Ilov, having changed into clean clothes, looked extremely nervous as he stared at the blood-red branches as thick as his forearm lying quietly in the water tank.
Even though he had taken this thing out of the water, leaving it exposed to the air like this was not acceptable; it had to be contained with the highest standards.
He looked around, slapping hard against the white wall on his right, "Raven, I know you're outside, quickly send the Abnormal Containment Team here! I'm not joking with you!!"
On the other side of the wall, a short-haired, sophisticated woman stood with her arms crossed, looking at her once life-and-death companion through the one-way glass.
There was no doubt that the mental state of Dog had been contaminated, but it was unclear what exactly had polluted him and why he imagined something was in the water.
"Dog, if you still possess any sanity, rest and recover; you don't need to worry about anything else."
