"Shit. Guys. It's raining" pink haired dyed kid said
"No come on, one more video, then we can go get drinks" blond haired boy said
"No, it's raining" pink haired dyed kid said
"Come on man, what do you think boss? Should we go now?" blond haired boy said
"No, let's stay and get one more video. But this time, I'll be doing it"
He blows his smoke and throws it in the ground, crushing it. He then grabs the body camera from the blonde haired boy and starts running.
(50 minutes later)
The sliding door shuts….
The phone's clock - (10:34 PM)
He was scrolling through the reels of his social media. Each video with 500k likes or more.
When anything got lower than that, he bites his lip.
His face showing smoldering annoyances, but manages to seem cool.
But a smile would stroke his ego, once he sees people in the comments praising him.
He then got a notification, for the stocks he invested in, and smiled cockily at the amount, and then received payments for a sponsorship he just did.
When another notification disrupted his ego-stroking, his smile disappeared into an expressionless face with a tinge of disgust.
"Hey Boss, are you almost done? Me and the gang are waiting for you. We haven't ordered yet. Come already!" a message coming from named group chat "Pathetic"
If you guys hadn't distracted me, I wouldn't be here at all. Damn idiots.
It's been long enough, I think I can leave now.
He scrolls down, 30 chats down, - "I'm out, Claire"
He gets up, and feels agonizing pain from his chest.
"Fuck!"
He moves his body ruggedly, and his chest out and about.
He takes off his jacket, wearing his tank top only, revealing muscles and visible veins from his right hand, and a robotic arm on his left hand. He then rolled up his tank top, revealing his abs, and red blacked injuries from chest to the side of his waist. It wasn't as dark, but the injuries show some internal damage. He then lifted up both sides of the army pants, undoing it from the boots, and showing scars on his left leg, and his right leg, with cybernetics enhancements attached to his bones, both his legs showing from the thigh and down some muscular features.
He then grabs and searches around the cabinets of the patient's room and finds some materials.
He grabs a cohesive wrap and wraps it wound his chest to his waist. He then grabs some ointments and disinfects certain areas where he forgot to tell his sister the rest of his injuries, as she was only disinfecting his face's cuts.
He glanced at his phone, where 2 hours had passed, when it all felt like 30 minutes. Since he'd been here.
Damnit, I'll just go home and take a shower.
As soon as he was done, helping himself to his injuries, he dressed himself up again, covering most of his body, He got up and started heading outside.
Slides the door open to the left, and lowers his head down to go out.
He looks from left to right, to see which way to get out of here.
He then starts walking to his right.
He walked as normally as he could, even though he was having a hard time walking, he did as he could to see normally.
He was holding his hands through the walls, to give him support.
He has been turning and turning into the hallways, knowing he had been in the hallways before, and clearly remembered where to leave. He felt confused.
What the hell is going on?
But he had felt someone walk by him, and immediately grabbed his hand off the walls, but the strange thing was, as he looked from the beginnings to the ends of the hallway, there was no one there, and it would have been impossible to have run through the halls and not be seen.
He felt something was off right away, he knew there was something deeply wrong. He believed his senses weren't off at all.
But in the corner of his eye, something had appeared. There was a tall figure so far, from the distant, that its image was distorted into pixels from where he was standing.
As he was looking as hard as he could with 20/20 vision, he felt there was something really odd. So he grabbed a pocket knife from his boot, and hid into the sleeves of jacket.
He was looking at its position, and the distance, and the rate he could get to attack it.
He wanted to turn around, but felt it would be a mistake to do so.
He started to have goosebumps appear all over him.
There were noises in the back of him, someone running, but he couldn't turn, as he didn't want to leave his eyes on the enemies. So he slowly moved his body back into the sliding door, without turning his back on his enemy. He ran through the walls until he felt the edges of the sliding door.
But his plan had changed, when a mystery ebony skinned woman had grabbed the neck of his jacket and grabbed it, while holding the hand of Claire. Three of them moved through the hallways as fast they could, entering a mysterious dark room.
The mystery woman, grabbing the light, turning it on and revealing the room, which was the women's lockers. She had grabbed a metallic object by grabbing into one of the random nurse's stuff, which she jammed to get in, and jammed the door, so no one could get in.
"What the hell?" He says.
"What was that?" Claira panting to get out her words. Her pupil eyes echoing a painful scream
"I don't know." The mystery woman said in her monotone voice.
"Who are you?" He asked, looking at her with his piercing gaze and trying to assess the situation. Leaning against one of the lockers.
"I'm a patient." She said
"I know, we didn't properly introduce ourselves before. But I'm Claira, and this is my brother Dae. What's your name?" Claira said, barely making out the words as her voice crumbled.
The mysterious woman didn't say anything, but kept looking outside with the small vertical window that peeks to outside in the hallways.
"I think it's safe for now. We should look for an exit. What level floor is this place on?"
"It's the 12th," Claira says.
"I don't have my stuff with me." She whispers to herself. Her eyes circled around the lockers, trying to find a way.
She runs through all the way down to the lockers, trying to find an exit, but no exit sign appears.
"You know what's going on, right?" His voice echoes into the corner, as she slowly gets back to Dae and Claira.
"Dae, she-" her voice sympathetic
"Shut up weasel. It seems obvious, that for whatever bullshit you carried us into, it's your fault, right? Since you clearly know what's going on. So enlighten us? What the hell is going on?"
The mysterious woman leaning against the wall, uncaring to what he says. Her eyes looked down on him.
"Hey BITCH! Talk to me"
Dae then tries to grab by her collar and pushes her to the wall, which instinctively, the girl reacts by flipping her body, being on top of his body and touching his body, which collapses onto the floor, pushing him into ground, as her thighs surround his neck.
As he tries to overpower the girl, and her strong thick thighs surrounding his neck, his willpower fails as his crushing pain from his chest and lower abdomen, failing to raise his body to overpower her. His pain preventing to releasing his power.
"Wait, don't hurt him. Please, he didn't mean it. Dae! Apologize to her" Claira yelling at them.
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME NOW BITCH" He angrily scream at her.
"No can do, especially from a man calling me a bitch. You stay there on the ground like a puppy. I assure you of no harm. But if you're gonna act like this, you need to be put down" She says calmly, in her cool tamed tone.
She grabbed a bottle of sedatives and there was an injection in hand.
"I grabbed a couple of these, when I saw a nurse passing by. I was running out -- .No, you stay there.(she looks at Claira, her voice in low voice command. Claira' face twitches, her hands moving hesitantly to stop the mysterious woman). I promise you, I won't hurt your brother. He just needs a little sleep so he can relax"
"No, he isn't feeling well. Dae, just say sorry"
"FUCK YOU!"
"Goodnight Pup" She injects the sedative into him, and his eyes drop down before he knew it.