Her heels dangling in her hand. Her suit coat long gone. Her ponytail in a messy bun. Few tear stains still on her cheeks. Red lines in her eyes. Her ears pink. She ran with all her might on the cold tiled floors of the hospital with Leo beside her. Her gut feeling in the morning told her something wrong was going to happen. She ignored it. Leo had come to get her to take her to the hospital. Dodging some doctors and nurse at the end of the lobby they were finally there.
They saw snoopy sitting on the chair outside the room. His arm in a plaster and his head on his knees. His hair messed up. His blue shirt covered in blood. He was mot severely injured. Furthermore he had high tolerance to pain by now. He was brought to the hospital unconscious but as soon as he regained consciousness he directly came looking for aerial. The picture of the man bending down to look at them from the crashed window glass replayed in his mind again and again.
