Pulling up to the Chemical spill, Walker, Travet and Gage all pilled out of the truck. Travet looked up to the sign that held the name and some artwork. "Well, that isn't too pleasant." He said when he noticed the artwork, There were little animals caught in some chemicals from an over turned biohazard can.
Gage looked up and grond, "Not a good feeling." He said as he looked to Walker.
With no more then a nod Walker began into the business, giving Travet and Gage no choice but to fallow. Once inside he went straight to the front desk. "May I speak with the owner?" he asked politely.
The large dirty man behind the counter took a puff from his stogie as he stared hard at Walker. "You got him, what can I do ya for?" he asked, his voice deep and scratchy.
"Could I see your records of seal please?" asked Walker politely.
The man sneered a bit, "What am I under suspicion for something, am I doing something illegal? I have permits." He grumbled.
"What? Guilty concise?" asked Gage cockily.
The man grumbled a bit more and pulled a book from under the counter. He roughly dropped it down in front of Walker.
Walker quickly opened the book and began to scan the purchases. Soon he came a crossed the ingredients he was looking for, "Travet, call in the name Matthew Huiet." He ordered before he closed the book and headed for the door. "He bought the chemicals two days ago." He explained as they all climbed into the truck.
Later that evening at the hospital all the lights were either off or dimmed and most of the patients were sleeping. Sydney laid in her room, trying to sleep, knowing she needed to keep up her strength to heal. With her eyes closed she didn't notice the dark figurer that entered her room and was slowly approaching her. When the figure finally made it next to the bed it stopped and pulled a length of rope from one of its pockets, with a quick twist of the wrists it twisted the rope around its hands the pushed it tightly down on Syd's throught. Her eyes flew open and she tried to cry out as she clawed at her attackers hands, trying to get the rope off of her neck.
When it seemed as thought she was at a loss for the strength it would take to protect herself she felt herself on the edge of panic. Then she remembered the nurse call button on the bed rail, franticly she reached her right hand for the button hoping she would find it in time. When her fingers finally grazed the button she began to press it quickly multiple times.
Soon a nurse rushed threw the door, "Hey, what do you think your doing exactly?" she called out as she began to rush the figure. The figure released the rope for her neck and turned to the nurse knocking her to the floor in its run for freedom.
Once the nurse finally regained her footing she looked to Sydney, as if she had no clue what to do next. Syd cleared her throught and pointed to the hall, "Call Ranger Walker now!" she ordered before she slumped back in to the bed and took some time to rub her neck and take a few deep breathes.
