Soft Spot → Sylus

Meet Your Uncle

TW: Violence, blood

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Getting in was easy, snooping around would be harder. You and Sylus have yet to know how many people are inside the facility currently. All that was mentioned in Luke and Kieran's documents was that the facility has at least 5 specialists, two supervisors, and several staffs. There's also no mention of schedule, as most of the surgeries are done immediately or spontaneously.

The brooding man from earlier walks you down a hallway; its walls are white with specks of mold and dry blood every now and then. There are some gurneys just lying around, as well as at least 3 staff members that just got out of a room with a gurney covered in a dirty white sheet.

Walking into a fairly small room with only shelves lining the walls and a single table near the doorway, the man pulls open a drawer to retrieve some papers. "Here, fill it with-"

Before the man could finish, a sliver of mist gathered around his head, snapping it in an awkward angle as he falls to the floor quicker than he's able to scream. You glance at Sylus, who's currently taking off his sunglasses, eyeing the wide-eyed man laying limp on the floor.

"Great. How are we gonna figure out the staff working here?" you cross your arms over your chest, while Sylus simply wipes his sunglasses and stuffs them in his back pocket.

"No need. Most staff are probably in the operating room right now. We just need to find which room has Theia now," he states matter-of-factly.

You sigh, "Well, lead the way, sweetie," you beckon for Sylus out the door, mimicking him. It stirs an amused chuckle out of him as he walks out the door casually, you tailing behind.

The hallway stretches longer than you anticipated. There are doors to your left and right, most of which are closed off, and though some have windows, they're mostly obscured with different colored curtains. Silence is all that you can hear, which adds to the eerie feeling of the whole facility - you would've been hesitant to walk in, if Sylus isn't by your side.

"Move!" a voice roars from behind you, followed with a rattling sound of a worn down gurney, the sound growing closer fast. But, as it grows closer, the sound abruptly stops. "Wait, you're-"

Before the man could finish his sentence, you and Sylus turn on your heels to be face to face with at least five men and a small child, unconscious on the gurney. You and Sylus run towards the team of men, swiftly maneuvering through the narrow hallway. Sylus takes three men to your right, effectively catching them off guard, while you take the two men on the left, knocking them out to the ground.

"Who are you?" a man speaks. Glancing towards Sylus, you see a sliver of red mist raising the man up in the air.

Sylus eyes him with a nonchalant expression as the man, beneath his medical mask and glasses, conveys fear by thrashing in mid air. "A baby, no older than a month. Where is she?" Sylus questions the man with a sharp tone to his voice.

"I-I don't know!" the man struggles, trying his best to free himself off Sylus's Evol.

Sylus cackles, "I suggest you start speaking if you value your life."

There's a brief pause in the conversation. "I-I really don't know! I'm an intern! We keep our patients in the old NICU, it's on the basement floor, just below us!"

Both you and Sylus walk over towards the man, floating in mid air. "Let's hope you're telling the truth," will be the last words the man hears as the red mist throws him backwards. From the sickening crunch and painstaking groan you hear, you can only guess that he will either die or live to be handicapped.