User:Chirurgien/Arniend2
| NOTE: This is an alternate Sergeant Arni Side-only ending, one out of many possible endings. If this is the first ending you got, ping #finch and state that you got to the "sisters' ending".
(An alternate ending can be viewed by following the path from this fork point.) |
You take Primrose with you, allowing her arm to go over your shoulders, and follow Arni, Doctor Able, Amy, and May to the forty-fifth floor of the Skedhu Uprising Headquarters. Unsure as to what you should do about the wound on her chest, you decided not to touch it, so that you would not cause any unnecessary harm to her.
The entire floor is set-up in a similar fashion to a hospital's emergency room, although Unliving patients are separated from human and Tehb patients, for the purpose of reducing the risks of unnecessary cross-contamination between the Unliving and other sapient races. The unmistakable odor of a cocktail of disinfectant agents permeates the air. Mixed with walls that are almost blindingly white, it evoked everything that people could dread from a hospital visit. By the time you arrived, Primrose lost consciousness.
A rolling hospital bed was on standby for May, as Arni had requested for one while you were all still at the elevator. Arni turned around to face you, and said, "Please take care of Primrose for now. We have to watch May carefully, because she is in critical status." You nod, and the four had moved on to a place where May can be administered with normal saline solution and blood components. A nurse attends to Primrose, and asks you about the nature of the incident, and how you are related to her. You tell her what you saw, that Primrose had stabbed herself with the ice pick that was still on her chest, after she had slit May's throat with a knife. You explained that her father asked you to watch over her for the time being, because his other daughter is in critical condition.
"What an irresponsible father," exclaimed the nurse, as a physician came over to look at Primrose, her skin pale, and assess how they would be removing the impaled ice pick from her chest. They position her on a hospital bed, and instruct you not to leave her side, even as they remove the implement from her body, and treat her wound. After a while, the curtains around her bed are pulled to cover both of you, as she sleeps peacefully. You wonder why you feel concern for her, when you could have had any reason to just leave her be, with the bratty and arrogant attitude she displayed for most of the time you were with her.
To your relief, you can still hear Primrose breathe. She seems to struggle more, from the pain that seems to radiate through her face, with each rise and fall of her chest. She is left on the hospital bed
"He... chose... May," she said softly, seemingly exasperated. She reaches for your hand with one of hers, before you could leave to call back to alert a physician that she had regained consciousness. You notice that her fingers seem to have a bluish tinge to them, and begin to panic. She says, almost in a hushed, but forced whisper, "No. Don't call for them..." You let go of her hand, and leave her for a while to call for a nurse, but as soon as you return with one, you find that she left her bed.
You begin to search for her, with the nurse, and you eventually find a bloodied scalpel and a few bandages on the floor of the ward. A blood trail leads to an elevator to higher floors of the medical facility. You enter the elevator, and find it devoid of both people and blood. Someone must have cleaned up the trail, or perhaps, that was not Primrose's blood at all.
"That girl was a Tehb, right? The blood trail smells very strongly like the blood shed from a Tehb," says the nurse. You alight the elevator at different floors, in an attempt to cover more ground, but it is far too late.
She had already run away from the medical facility.
