There was no more mystery, but they couldn't drop it. Why couldn't anyone drop it for him?
The entire group gathered around, "So Baymax was with you for four nights-I still don't know how you managed to get this job without any of us knowing." Wasabi pointed out.
Hiro shrugged, "You would've tried to stop me from going." he said plainly, trying to play it off as nothing.
"Hiro, you could've died." Honey Lemon added with worry, glancing to the visible staples on his head. His injuries requiring them.
"C-Can we just play this?" Hiro sighed, and they all agreed.
Baymax turned on a projection screen, it began with flickers enough to give someone a seizure and the words 'It's me' began to flash over and over again. The group gasped at this, Hiro's teeth clenched together at the sight.
Soon there were flickers of Hiro getting hit with the metal pole, and then it switched.
The night guard was quickly putting on the suit and laughing was heard visibly-Before blood began to pour out of it.
Then there were the flickers of the children's corpses. All of them were in disgust of their conditions as they realized that Baymax couldn't have possibly recorded this. Nor would he hold onto such gruesome sights.
Voices were heard going over the screen, but only Hiro heard it. He blinked, his head was hurting as he remembered something new-Something he knew he shouldn't-
"Help us, Hiro. Burn it-Burn it! Help us! Save us! Get rid of him! Please, Hiro it hurts! Save us! Save us!"
"I can't.." he whispered.
