Once they we're down the stairs Malcolm opened the door. He saw a room filled with old and extremely new and never seen before medical equipment. There was a small hospital bed and a couch. There were fancy tools and dry blood on the ground. Also there was a desk with many files and things like that. It was the place that Malcolm had brought me to one time when he kidnapped me from my house. Typical Malcolm.
"Sorry this place is a mess. Lay him on the bed." Malcolm said.
Mr. Beal ran over to the hospital bed and laid me down gently. He looked over and saw Malcolm looking for something. "Malcolm what if we can't save him?" Mr. Beal was nervous.
"We will save him!" Malcolm was frustrated.
He pulled out a defibrillator( An electrical device used to restart someone's heart).
He quickly prepared them and placed them above my chest. He took in a deep breath. He hesitated and swallowed.
"What are you doing? We have to help him!" Mr. Beal yelled.
"No, this won't work..." Malcolm stared down at me. His eye slightly twitched.
"What do you mean it won't work? We don't have very many options! We're wasting time!"
"No the chemicals I gave him, if he is in contact with an electric device the chemicals may stimulate a source of protection. It would be too much for him to take in and it would result in.. well he would never come back." He explained.
"What did you even give him?!" Mr. Beal asked.
"It's the chemicals that gave him his powers. They are meant to do many things, including protect and heal him." Malcolm thought for a minute.
"I need to test it and see if it works." He grabbed a small knife off of a table and cut on my arm. It started to bleed, but instead of red it streamed out black and blue. It was similar to the swirls I would always see.
"What the hell?! Why is his blood like that?!" Mr. Beal was confused. He looked at Malcolm who had a look of worry mixed with relief.
"What's wrong with him Malcolm?!"
Malcolm's face turned blank. No emotions or expressions. Like if nothing ever happened.
"Malcolm?" He repeated.
"I um... I think he..." He hesitated.
Meanwhile, Quinn arrived at the hospital confused. They looked around and there was no sign of Mr. Beal or Malcolm. "Quinn, there you are! Are you okay?" They heard a familiar voice behind them.
Quinn turned around to see Auden standing there with tears in his eyes.
"Auden!" Quinn was so happy to see him. They hugged Auden in a tight embrace. Quinn too had tears fill their eyes. They tried to hide them but Auden noticed anyways.
"What happened?" Auden looked into Quinn's sad eyes.
"It's... it's Kai. He um... his heart, it stopped..." They took in a breath. "It stopped beating. John a-and Doctor Malcolm took him in the car and they we're supposed to be right behind me, b-but there gone." Their cheeks were rosy red and they broke out into more tears.
"What? No, no w-why? H-he... I-I.. I can't believe it." Auden stuttered. He hugged Quinn again.
Back at the cemetery, Mr. Beal looked at Malcolm with a deep worry.
"What is it, Malcolm?" He asked.
"He's um... Kai will be..."