"Calm down!? CALM DOWN!? How can you expect me to be calm at a time like this?!"
Moby yelled, using all the energy in his body to slowly lift himself out of bed, only for his legs to fail him, feeling a massive shockwave of pain re-enter his entire body as he tumbled and held onto a wall in his all-white hospital clothes to stand up, the wires and machines hooked up to his head now completely ripped from their previous location.
"Wow wow! Stay in bed! You're in no sh—"
"General! I have no time for the full story! Who is getting executed?! I need to go now! If you won't tell me then I'll just go out and find out for myself!"
"LISTEN TO YOUR GENERAL AND OBAY!"
