The sound of a garage, and the loud voice of a man.
"Dutch, get this boy Medical care. Keep his vitals stable."
"Yes, sir. Im on it"
Xeno felt as if someone started carrying him, then a bed, then cold.
Cold. so cold.
He felt as if he had been placed on a giant cube of ice. he felt uneasy. unusual.
Something wasnt right about these people.
After a while, Xeno sits straight up on his bed, which seemed to be hospital like. Maybe a doctor took him to the hospital? He hoped he didnt have to pay the ambulance ride.
He examined the room. Chairs. Computers, a small side table with water and snacks. and a large door. which opened as he looked at it.
"Oh!, Good morning Sir, I Am Dutch, the butler."
Xeno got into a defensive pose, holding his fists and snarling.
" WHY AM I HERE!" he says.
"You were found on a floor after a fight."
"WHERE AM I!"
"Your in a remote area. I cannot tell you the name of it.-"
Xeno Jumped up, getting ready to grab the man. but the pain medicine had worn off, and he quickly winced in pain.
"I was coming in to change your fluid bags, you needed more pain medication."
"i..im sorry." said Xeno, understanding they only wanted to help.
the next few minutes was small talk, and the changing of medicine.
"all done" said dutch.
"one more question" says Xeno.
"... Who was shot before i was taken here?"
"that is a question for Sir .B, i am sorry." says dutch, as he quickly closed the door and walked off.
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