Sticking my hand inside the guy's open stomach, I pinch my nose with my other hand. Looking away, I use a basic dungeon function known as restore on the poor guy. Waiting a few moments, I turn back and panic. I healed him with my hand still inside! Looking at the door to make sure no one was watching, I pull it out slowly. I really hope this guy doesn’t find out. Feeling my hand finally slip out, I rush to the sink. Washing my hand, I compose myself. It’s just some blood and guts. Everyone has a time in their life when this happens right?
Walking back to the patient, I put my hand above his stomach where my hand was and use restore once again. Confirming that the wound had closed properly. I walk to the double-sided doors. Just to make sure no one would peek, I taped sheets of paper to the windows. Lifting the corner of one, I see an eyeball staring back. Pushing the sheet of paper back into place, I take a deep breath. The dungeon Winowna is dead, no one will find out.
Pushing the doors open, I smack some poor guy in the head. Confidently walking out, I glance at the guy on the floor. Not recognizing him, I look for the person who brought me here. Stepping past a few people who offered me their hands, I find the guy at the back of the crowd. “Hey, the job is done. Good Luck!” leaving behind the crowd I go looking for the target. If the target was injured, he should be with the other injured right? Going from door to door, I check the patient inside. Seeing a nice looking lady in pink, I ask, “Excuse me. I’m looking for a man who was just admitted. He kind of looks like a creep and has a weird way of talking. Kind of like a beggar but worse. He’s the type of person you wouldn’t want to find in broad daylight. Have you seen him?”
Looking at me, she asks, “I might have, but why would you look for him if he’s that horrible?” Impatient, I say, “I need to apologize, I might have put him in here.” Raising an eyebrow, she points further down the hallway, “If anything, he could be in the ER”. Nodding my head in thanks, I skip down the hallway. Glancing back, I remember that Regius and Yue were supposed to follow me. I couldn’t see them anywhere! Regius must have some way of knowing where I am right? Trusting in Regius, I continue to skip down the hallway.
Finding a glowing sign that says ‘room in use’, I remember the guy who I fixed. He also seemed to be in one of these rooms. Cracking it open, I see several people working on a groaning person. It seems like he’s in pain. Sneaking up on one of the green-coated personnel, I take a peek at the patient's face. Not finding the target I leave after whispering, “I hope you can get the pole out of your arm. Startled, the guy in green slipped and cut much more than he intended.”
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Leaving the room, I skip to the next one. The best part about this place is the floors feel great to skip on. The shiny floor tiles make the best noises when my feet smack down on them. Looking back I could see a trail of damaged tiles. Chuckling, I add shiny and fragile tiles to my shopping list. Opening the next room, I see several people also in green trying to help the target breath. Examining their actions, I deduce that they were trying to support his breathing. Slowly sneaking into the room, I get right next to the bed before anyone notices me. I should really talk to Regius about getting ninja training. I’m probably already the best at sneaking anyway. Grabbing the target, I dash out of the room. Holding him firmly by his foot, I drag him back through the hallway. Pulling him into a room that says supply closet, I close the door. Gasping the guy asks for water while spurting blood.
Edging away from him, I look through the shelves. I can give him water right? I mean all I have to do is wait for Regius. Looking through the different colored liquids and materials, I find a small bottle of water. Leaning over the guy I grab the opposite wall. Lowering myself so I could give it to him, I avoid getting my new suit dirty. Tipping the bottle, the water enters his mouth. Gulping down the first bit, he sputters the rest. “That’s not water! It’s rubbing alcohol!” he sputters.
Taking the rubbing alcohol back, I guiltily place it back on the shelf. How was I supposed to know you have no alcohol tolerance. Even I can drink a glass of the local taverns mead. In slime form, I could digest it in just minutes and expel all the harmful substances in a few seconds after. Even slimes have things they can’t digest! “What a weakling,” I mutter. Several people run by as I wait for Regius to find me. Getting impatient, I drag the target and start running down the hall. Taking a few turns, I check on the target and find him still alive. Entering the lobby area, I still don’t find him.
Placing the target on a chair I go looking around. Glancing outside, I find several flashing lights. Why are there so many ambulances? Turning to the target, I say, “Don’t move! I’ll be back for you.” Rushing to the window, I find Yue being taken into one of the ambulances with her hands in some sort of shiny thing behind her back. Is she hurt? Serves her right, who told her she could come to a dangerous mission with a useless power? Watching them push her into the ambulance I see Regius already inside. Looking closer, I see him struggling to get out against their guards. One of them seemed to hold him so he couldn’t get away into a portal. Enraged, I stop squishing my cheek on the glass. Stepping back, I kick the glass and shatter it with ease.
Wilbur always said that it’s better to shatter glass with your feet than your hand because your head will be farther away. Rushing at the ambulance, I bulldoze my way through the dumb looking humans. All of them wore some kind of leather uniform and kept pointing some flashy light at me. Sometimes it would flash and sometimes it wouldn’t. The only thing that is certain is that they made way too much noise. Switching my direction. I start throwing all the people away. The flashes really are starting to get annoying. Throwing a guy and crushing another ambulance, I run to Regius. Smashing the guy holding Yue into the open door, I lift her out of the back seat and dive at the man holding Regius. Tackling him out of the car. I get up and throw him far away.
Folding my hands in triumph, I push out my chest and wait for his praise. “Thanks. Did you get the target?” He gasps. Nodding, I point to an empty and bloody seat in the lobby.