If you are looking for a story that involves a joyful beginning, a wonderful middle, and a stunning end, then you are looking at the wrong story. True, this story doesn't have a woeful beginning, but that is because it has no beginning. This troublesome tale takes a terrible twist on the end of The Hostile Hospital, which I deeply encourage you not to read. The Baudelaires, sadly, do not escape Count Olaf, but get captured, which is something you surely don't want to read about. I'm going to start this story in the next paragraph, though I strongly advise you to move your mouse to the top right corner of this page and click the "x," if you want to sleep well tonight.
Klaus held the large rusty knife over his unconscious sister's head. He couldn't do it. Though all the doctors sitting in the medical theatre were eager to see an unnecessary surgery, he would rather expose himself than cut off Violet's head. "I can't do it." He said, shaking his head, and as Dr. Lucafont asked why, Esme Squalor burst through the door and exposed Klaus and Sunny as spurious doctors. Klaus had no choice but to run, his baby sister holding on to Violet's gurney. They ran for quite a while until an angry roar stopped the two youngest Baudelaires in their tracks.
It was the associate who was neither a man nor a woman. "AAAHHHHH!!!" Shouted Klaus as he collided with its enormous body. Klaus flew forward. Sunny flew upward. Violet fell off the gurney completely. The person picked Violet up and swung her over its shoulder, picked up Sunny and held her by one foot, then picked up Klaus and swung him over its shoulder like Violet. Just when the person started ambling down the corridor with all three Baudelaires hanging off it like a coat rack, Mattathias - or more commonly known as Count Olaf – turned the corner and looked delighted at the sight of the three Baudelaires hanging off the immense figure. "Excellent job!" He cried, looking at the Baudelaires with shiny, shiny eyes. "I'll take it from here." He grabbed Violet's arm and slew her over his shoulder, like the person who was neither a man nor a woman. "I'd follow me, Baudebrats," he said harshly, "If you haven't noticed, I have your sister." They knew, of course, that he was right and followed after him.
Olaf led them down a series of corridors, finally leading to the entrance of the hospital. He walked up to a car with bullet holes in it and opened the trunk. "Get in." He instructed. The two youngest Baudelaires did so obediently. When they had settled themselves inside, Olaf threw Violet on top of them and slammed the car door. They knew they were trapped.