Chapitre 34: Hospital Horrors
The pool of blood was approaching, moving quickly on the marble floor. Ru was looking at it in fear.
"There it is, over here," he said, pointing to the pool.
"What, where?" asked Vaelan in his Vaelan voice.
"It's on the ground, getting closer," Ru said in a panic as he quickly removed the IV line from his arm.
"Hey, calm down," Vaelan said, trying to hold Ru back.
"Let me go! Get out of here! Save yourself," Ru yelled urgently.
"I can't let you do anything crazy, calm down, bro," Vaelan said, holding Ru tightly and not letting him get out of bed.
"Let me go, please," cried Ru, struggling like crazy.
Vaelan shouted back, "Doctor! Nurse! Somebody help!"
But it kept coming, even though Vaelan couldn't see it.
"That psycho is going to kill us! He's going to kill us! I swear he'll kill us," Ru kept shouting.
A caregiver was holding him down, trying to restrain him. The nurse was preparing the injection. "Wait outside," the doctor was telling Vaelan.
Vaelan wouldn't leave the room, begging Ru: "Calm down, Rui. Please, calm down. Look, it will all pass, you will get better."
Ru looked at the nurse's face for a moment. Grey flames burned in her eyes. She screamed at the top of her lungs: "She's a demon!"
"Don't do this, Rui," Vaelan shouted.
Ru bit the caregiver's hand as Vaelan begged, "No!"
Without hesitation, the caregiver slapped Ru hard across the face. Ru was thrown from the bed by the impact of the slap.
Vaelan shoved the caregiver, "What do you think you're doing? You can't hit my bro!"
The doctor grabbed the nurse forcefully and twisted her head with both hands. The nurse collapsed and died after a terrible cracking sound came from her neck.
Vaelan, who had witnessed the incident, was in shock. He saw the grotesque smile on the doctor's face and his eyes glowing grey.
Fuming with rage, the caregiver jumped out of bed with almost demonic agility and sprang upon the doctor. He was punching the doctor non-stop, breaking his bones one by one. The sound of the breaking of bones echoed throughout the room.
"Come with me," Ru shouted, grabbing Vaelan by the arm.
Not even his broken bones could stop the doctor. His arms and legs were twisted like tentacles as the doctor had a firm grip on the caregiver's body.
Vaelan was petrified as he watched this scene. Ru slapped him back to reality.
"Quick, let's get out of here," Ru shouted dragging Vaelan towards the door.
The hospital corridors stretched out before them like an eternity, the trembling fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows on the walls. Their footsteps echoed loudly in the empty silence as Ru and Vaelan moved quickly through the labyrinthine corridors. From all around, horrifying wing-flapping sounds could be heard.
Vaelan was afraid of encountering giant cockroaches or something similar. When an imp blocked their path, he lost his mind. Assessing the situation, Clockmaker pushed Vaelan's consciousness aside and took control.
"Leave it to me, Dad!"
Ru didn't listen. He grabbed a wheelchair and pushed it quickly, crashing into the imp that blocked their way. The imp jumped out from the impact and rolled where it fell.
Clockmaker kept blowing into his hands continuously, asking, "Why isn't it working?"
Meanwhile, Ru was attempting to fend off the second imp using the mop as a weapon.
"I'll try again," Clockmaker said, then started running toward the wall clock he had his eye on.
"Hurry up," Ru shouted, struggling to take down the two imps with his mop staff.
Clockmaker approached the wall clock and delicately grasped it in his hand. With slow, deliberate breaths, he began to whisper incantations:
"As the clock whispers its secrets, time bows to the will of the sorceress."
As his words flowed from his lips, a faint glow emanated around him, and tension was felt in the atmosphere. The ticking of the clock in Clockmaker's hands began to slow down as if time itself was elongating.
Clockmaker's movements slowed down, tracing the strokes of a painter's brush. As his hands touched the clock mechanism, they became more pronounced, shaping the fabric of time.
The magic took hold, manifesting itself visibly as the dials of the clocks multiplied rapidly, spiraling outward. Within the conical space woven by the overlapping clocks, everything began to slow down in the fabric of time itself. The objects, imps, and Ru in the room moved in slow motion.
Placing the clock on the chair, Clockmaker seized Ru by the arm and pulled him out of the cone-shaped area.
"Whoa!" exclaimed Ru. Before he could process more, he was swiftly pulled along by Clockmaker.
Struggling to keep up with Clockmaker's pace, Ru couldn't help but glance back. Since childhood, he had fantasized about manipulating time. Perhaps the character known as Clockmaker would be able to teach him this skill.
"Teach me," he gasped.
Clockmaker paid no heed and continued running.
They had barely turned a corner when Ru heard splashing sounds from behind.
"He's coming," he said fearfully.
"He," meaning the pool of blood, was rapidly bounding from wall to wall, seemingly closing in.
"Cast another spell!" yelled Ru.
"I can't," Clockmaker cried.
"Why," Ru asked.
"Because even this is too much for Vaelan," said Clockmaker, panting. Blood was flowing from his nose.
"What do you mean, too much?"
"Vaelan dies, I die," Clockmaker said, his feet starting to trip over each other. He stumbled.
Ru didn't let him fall.
"What's gotten into you," Ru asked. Just then, he spotted the emergency stretcher.
"Get on it, quickly," Ru shouted, spinning the stretcher around as he grabbed it from against the wall.
"But Dad, you can't..."
Ru didn't let him speak any further. He pushed the stretcher onto him.
Clockmaker complied with his request.
Ru began to push the stretcher with all his might. But Vaelan was heavier than he seemed. Ru was agile, but still thin and short for his age. Although he was nearly sixteen, he looked like a twelve-year-old.
"It won't work," he said in despair.
When he looked back anxiously, he couldn't see the pool of blood. It wasn't on the floor or walls. Ru held out hope until he heard the buzzing coming from one of the fluorescent lights. Looking over there, he noticed the blood flowing on the ceiling.
"Damn it," he said.
He dragged one foot on the ground to give the stretcher a little more speed and said, "Hold on tight."
Their direction was toward a glaringly grey bright-eyed patient and three imps. He planned to hit them with the stretcher. However, before he could gain the necessary speed, the pool of blood passed over them. It took the shape of great drops and fell on imps.
"It's helping us," Clockmaker said.
"Don't be so sure too quickly," Ru replied, continuing to speed up the stretcher.
The blood entering the body of one of the imps through its nose rapidly began swelling it up. Ru was almost certain that the red maniac would inflate the imp to bursting point. He got off the stretcher and pushed it with all his might.
As the stretcher moved forward, he threw himself to the ground and assumed the fetal position. He soon realized he wasn't wrong.
The imp exploded.
BOOM!
Blood and flesh scattered around like mush. Shattered bones pierced the other two demons and the patient like shrapnel. While trying to avoid screaming and vomiting, Ru covered his mouth with his hand.
Then he stood up and started to run backward.
According to Ru's plan, the psychomaniac would follow him, leaving Vaelan alone.
After running breathlessly for a while, Ru found himself at the intersection of three corridors. He knew there were imps in at least one of the corridors; maybe time was still slow there. He glanced at the signs. To his right was a sign saying "Gastroenterology", and directly across from him was a sign saying "Infectious Diseases". Avoiding these two sections out of fear, he opted for the left corridor.
As Ru proceeded down the dim and seemingly deserted corridor, he couldn't help but startle at the slightest sound. Despite this, his determination and protective instincts urged him onward.
Finally, he stopped in front of a door. When he opened it and stepped inside, he was astonished by what he saw.
The room was like a laboratory. Various experimental materials and devices were lined up along the walls. In the middle of the room was a figure lying on an old, antique metal stretcher.
"Jenna?"
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