"Alex! Alex!” Kane held Alex in his arms and tried to wake him from his unresponsiveness, "Can you hear me? Alex!”
"He’s afflicted by some kind of magic.” Caroline held Alex’s arm and felt his face, sensing the same kind of grim and cold green energy that exploded from Simon slowly taking its effect on Alex’s young body: "I can’t heal him - Kane, go to the inn I work at, find my boss, his name is Jianmen Yu. He would have a way.”
"What? You sure?”
"If there’s anyone that can, it would be him.” Caroline thought for a quick moment and took a large gulp of wine from her flask, then she blew the wine on to Alex and Kane - the wine droplets were infused with her Xuanli and its own healing abilities burned away some of the green energy that were on the surface of their bodies. Then she chugged down on the wine from the flask for a while, and handed the flask to Kane: "Take this with you, if you don’t feel right, just take a drink. It should help. Now go!”
"Okay.” Kane put the surprisingly heavy flask in his pocket and carried Alex to his car.
Caroline followed Kane, but she did not get in the car, as she sensed the other members of the cult were still nearby, plus, she had to confirm whether Simon was still around or dead.
And just when Kane drove away, Caroline heard a light thud behind her. She turned around, and saw a figure in full on black cloak, carrying Simon on the shoulder.
"Who are you? ” Caroline immediately formed her battle pose, her wooden shield guarding her front, and her wooden tomahawk raised up and ready to attack: "Why are you here?”
"Kill her! Kill that bitch!” Simon struggled while still on the shoulder of that figure: "Kill that bitch! She ruined the plan...”
"Shut up!” the figure in cloak’s voice was muffled and distorted, so Caroline was not able to tell the gender: "Your initiation failed because of your own incompetence.”
"Initiation? Speak clearly!” Caroline tried to get as much information from the two foes in front of her, while she waited for the wine she just drank to replenish her Xuanli as much as possible: "What’s this initiation?!”
"Kill her! She killed Logan and Keri! Kill that bitch! If we killed her, the initiation can still...”
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Before Simon could yell out any more angry words, the figure in cloak karate-chopped him on the back of his head and knocked him out. Almost at the same time, Caroline already lunged at this figure and swung her wooden tomahawk from overhead, aiming at Simon.
A huge explosion tore a fissure on the ground, Caroline’s tomahawk strike did not strike true, the figure in cloak dodged to the side with incredible speed, even while carrying Simon on the shoulder, tossed a metal ball with spikes at Caroline’s right side.
Caroline was able to turn around and placed the shield in front her, blocking the metal ball from directly hitting her. Yet the metal ball was no simple projectile - the moment it got in contact with the wooden shield, the explosives inside were triggered.
Shockwave, metal spikes and shrapnels exploded from the point of contact, covering almost every corner within a 10 feet (3 meter) radius.
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Room 3-5-13 of the Clearwater Municipal Hospital.
Just like the other room with number 3-5, the room had broken soft paddings on its walls and it was faintly more spacious than the other rooms. What also made it distinct from other rooms was that there were some unintelligible writings and drawings on the walls and ceiling.
"Gang? Look at these writings on the wall… does that make any sense to you?” Branston pointed both the flashlight and the camera at the wall: "Can anyone recognize anything here? Looks like all gibberish to me...”
"Looks like another language. I don’t recognize anything...” Adam shook his head.
"Kevin, Abi, can you ask the viewers if anyone noticed these writings? There’s gotta be someone who knows.” Branston turned to Jason and Tim: "Hey, you guys recognize any of these?”
"No.” Jason shook his head, the writings looked like just a bunch of random symbols and letters to him as well, but some of the symbols on the wall - they gave him a bad feeling. After a quick time check, Jason found that he just had to endure for another 10 minutes and technically he could drag Tim away without any contractual consequences.
Another loud crashing sound made all four of them in the room jump - the source was not only sudden and extremely loud, it also seemed to be really close by. In fact, it was almost like it was right in the next door.
"Holy shit! Let’s go and see!” Branston was about to rush out of the room, and he was stopped by Jason.
"Don’t you fucking move!” Jason forcefully pulled Branston back and then asked the Branston’s coordinators through the handheld radio: "Kevin, Abi, have you heard that sound?”
"What? What sound? You guys heard something?”
The answer made all the hair on the back of Jason’s neck stand up, but he forced himself to remain calm and asked again: "So, did you guys catch anything weird? Any viewer pointing out abnormal things happening on the stream?”
"No… everything’s kinda normal, if you guys see something you better make sure you record it.”
"Huh? Record it?” Jason said: "That was an odd choice of words - we’re streaming here?”
"Yeah, yep, that is what I was saying...”
"Hey Kevin, can you put Evelyn on the line? I got a question for her.”
"No problem, one brief moment.”
"Hey Jason, what do you want to ask me about?”
"Hey Evelyn, remember my friend Rosa? I asked you to let her come to me as soon as possible if she gets here. Have you seen her yet? I think we need her here as soon as possible.”
"No, sorry Jason, I haven’t seen her. But I’ll let her know where to find you as soon as she comes to us, okay?”