"Calvin!" Hugo made a great leap towards the door of the sickroom before kicking it open.
The four women in the corridors followed suit, each of them held a crumpled paper in their clenched fists aside from Jannette. It turned out that Calvin didn't trust Jannette enough to give her a piece of crumpled paper to use in battle.
"Shhh! Calm down, Hugo! I'm safe!" The moment Hugo came inside the sickroom, Calvin instantly appeared in front of him.
The doors of the sickroom were left ajar so the four women followed suit and they were astonished by the scene that they saw.
It turned out that the person who dragged Calvin into the room was Medea!
The one and only, final missing person amidst the group of newbies that came here to Mount Spirit Sword Asylum!
"Medea!"
Jane cried out in astonishment.
But Medea didn't pay attention to the girls, instead, she dragged her bedraggled figure towards the door and cautiously closed it while looking left and right.
A distinct click rang out when the doors were finally closed.
Medea heaved a sigh of relief and swept his gaze at the others.
"It's good to see that you're still alive."
Calvin nodded.
He checked the room and realized that this room seemed to be a room for VIPs. It was because the rooms had no windows leading to the corridors. In other words, Calvin could turn on the lights in this room without leaking any light to the outside world.
Turning on the lights, Medea's pathetic figure was fully revealed.
There was a gaping wound on her arm, similar to Calvin's wound.
The only difference was that there was a splint holding her dangling arm in place.
"T-That wound! I need to treat it!"
Zahra instantly saw this emergency as she rushed towards a nearby first-aid kit. Medea expressed her gratitude in a soft voice before she proceeded to talk with Calvin, "I thought you were dead."
"Nope... But I got badly injured as you can see..."
Calvin gestured to his hand.
"Oh, we're kindred spirits then." Medea dryly said.
Calvin lifted a bitter smile.
Hugo turned his gaze away.
Jane felt suffocated.
Medea's joke was just too dry and incomprehensible it wasn't even funny at all.
"What?" Medea raised an eyebrow, "I was just trying to lighten the mood."
How could she not notice their strange reactions?
Staring at the cold-faced Medea, Calvin was suddenly reminded of Ria.
That woman, back then... Despite her coldness towards me, she was actually treating me like I was her family behind the scenes. But I wonder, why was she so unwilling to reveal that she's secretly helping me? Is it a matter of pride or something?
I really can't understand how a woman's heart works.
Calvin shook his head and placed that thought into the deep recesses of his mind.
"All right, let's cut to the chase. Do you know the whereabouts of the others?"
"No..." Medea lightly shook her head, "But I know that they are dead."
"They're dead?" Calvin asked in astonishment.
Jane went pale in anxiousness hearing that the others were dead. To be honest, she already had a feeling that the others had died, but since she discovered that it was stupid to believe Jannette's words at face value after that racket that she had made. Jane still had that hope that the others were still alive.
But now that Medea was confirming that the others were dead, Jane felt hopeless in her heart.
Can we really escape from this place?
She was now starting to regret the fact that she took Fivecent's offer.
Tears threatened to drop from her eyes, but she knew that she had to be strong.
No matter how thin the chances were, so long as they existed.
She would definitely cling to life just for that chance to escape!
Jane's eyes shone in renewed determination.
She wouldn't falter anymore.
Calvin stared at Medea in disbelief and asked, "How can you be so sure that they died?"
Medea almost immediately replied, "Because I witnessed their execution. After they were beaten up by those patients and decapitated. They consumed their flesh while they were still fresh. I even saw some of them bring some spices as well as a hotpot stove..."
"At this moment, they are probably having a hotpot using those..."
"Stop!"
Calvin only wanted a minimalistic and pertinent answer, yet Medea was trying to be as descriptive as possible.
Remembering that the hearts of the other women weren't as strong as him, Medea, and Hugo.
He immediately stopped Medea from describing what happened lest her descriptions disturb the hearts of the maiden even more.
"Okay..."
"I'm done!
Medea nodded in agreement, she could vaguely understand what Calvin was trying to imply by stopping her.
Zahra exclaimed in joy after she secured the splint around Medea's dangling arm.
When all of these were over and done...
Hugo swept his gaze at the others and solemnly said, "Since there are no living comrades out there anymore, I think that we should now prioritize the retrieval of that access keycard."
"Agreed..."
"Yeah..."
"That's right! We can't stay here any longer!"
Jane acquiesced, Scarlett also agreed as well as Zahra.
Jannette, on the other hand, had a violent reaction as her expression distorted.
Calvin furrowed his eyebrows, "Jannette! You better behave! Keep that attitude up, then I will leave you here to die!"
Calvin scolded with a never seen before stern voice.
Jannette still wanted to say something but she choked in her own saliva. She could only stare fearfully at Calvin as she said, "No... Please... Don't leave me here... I admit... I'm wrong... I shouldn't have..." She suddenly held her head in pain and collapsed onto her knees.
"Jannette!"
Zahra helped her up and checked her vitals.
After seeing that there was nothing wrong, she glared at Calvin and said, "Look at what you did! You're being too harsh on her!"
"Yes, I am, so what? Can she take responsibility if all of us died here due to her stupidity? I don't care if you look at me bad, I'm just trying to increase the survival chances of this team!" Calvin scolded once more.
Zahra gnashed her teeth in frustration and turned silent.
Jane and Scarlette went to the two and the girls started supporting each other mentally aside from Medea.
Calvin let out a sigh.
Medea suddenly spoke, "Speaking of survivability chances..."
"Calvin, I think you're the one here that has the highest chance of dying."
"What?"
"Are you trying to curse me?" Calvin raised an eyebrow.
He was already irritated by Jannette's childish tantrums, yet Medea was attacking him while he was down?
"No... I'm not provoking you. I'm telling the truth."
"Really? Then, explain yourself this instant." Calvin harshly replied.
"Fine..." Medea's expression became colder, "When I was hiding here, I heard the patients talking about the Benevolent Father, the Butcher? And that Arthur Chase...?
"From their words, the Benevolent Father seemed to have invited the three to look for a single person who has an eye missing..."
"Who else among us has a missing eye apart from you?"
Medea calmly said.
Calvin's pupils constricted.
Oh no...
The Benevolent Father, The Butcher, and Arthur Chase are looking for me at the same time?!
This is bad...
That big fat Butcher has a strong sense of smell!
We can't stay here anymore or else they'll find out where we are!
Calvin's mind madly spun.
He rushed towards the door and opened it to check the corridors, but as soon as the doors opened.
A hand suddenly appeared and stopped the doors from moving!
"Hello... Darling guest..."
The soft and gentlemanly voice of the Benevolent Father reverberated in the ears of everyone. His voice was soothing and calming, yet everyone in the room only felt a shiver down their spines as soon as they heard his words.
"I heard that..."
Bang!
The Benevolent Father smashed the door into splinters as Calvin leaped backward and retreated.
Staring at the figure of the maddened Benevolent Father, Calvin's heart went cold.
"I heard from the other darlings that you are trying to escape with these dirty friends of yours?"
"That's rude..."
"That's illegal..."
"You already promised to attend my sweet little daughter's birthday party and you are trying to renege?!"
The Benevolent Father roared in anger.
"RUN!"
Calvin hurled a crumpled piece of paper at the Benevolent Father and the wall beside them.
"Gawas, Release!"
Calvin declared and the pieces of paper that he hurled shone in a dazzling crimson light.
Bang!
An explosion occurred in the sickroom.
A great fire appeared out of nowhere and consumed the Benevolent Father's figure.
At the same time, the piece of paper that Calvin threw at the nearby wall bore a hole in that wall.
"Go!"
"Run!"
"Never look back!"
Calvin commanded with a flick of his wrists.