He can distantly make out the figures around him through the haze of whatever it is they've injected into his bloodstream; they have the white coats and the equipment of doctors, for certain, but there's something off. Maybe it's the way they carry themselves, or the hushed manner in which they talk
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But she's at a loss for how to fight these people if she needs to, so she just holds it up as threateningly as she can. "Alright! What's going on here?"
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This doctor is apparently not just a closet alcoholic, he's a smoker too, if the packet of cigarettes and lighter in the drawer are anything to go by. Then again, this IS before the days of surgeon general warnings. He fumbles the lighter out. And we DO mean fumbles, because he immediately drops it on the ground.
...the steps stop right in front of the door.
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And then the door flies open and the group of bald doctors stream in, knives at the ready.
Greg would be screaming a bit if he wasn't still in a bit of a stupor.
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Greg may be drugged, but he's not stupid enough to think that's gonna stop them. He fumbles towards Ami, grabbing the lighter -- his fine motor is SLOWLY beginning to improve, possibly from adrenaline -- and he lights it and lobs the sucker at the doused stranger.
The burning from the alcohol causes them all to scream from sympathetic pain.
The burning from the sprinklers that subsequently go off cause ALL of them to scream from INDIVIDUAL pain. They struggle to get away, but the sustained flow is too much, and the whole lot crumple to the ground, clearly dead.
He hadn't actually had the cognitive capacity to plan for that, but that works too.
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He grabs his head, shaking it. The water from the ceiling is helping him clear his mind a bit, anyway. "We... need to get out of here..."
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"I'm afraid I don't know the way out, and there could be more of those... things."
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He looks at the cabinets. "Words..." He opens the drawers and begins digging. Words. The words are always wrong. There has to be something in here.
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And then one catches his attention: "Nicholas Reeve."
Nick...?
His head swims. He hasn't cleared the drugs ENTIRELY out of his system, and the feeling he's getting seeing this name...
Why does it seem... familiar? From both one past life... and another...
He shakes his head, wondering where THAT came from.
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And suddenly everything swirls again, and they're not in the hospital anymore. In fact, if he didn't know better, he'd swear they were out in the middle of the city.
"Uh, um, that's one way to do it," he stammers a bit.
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