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Chapter 13: The Harmacy

Fin and Marcline tackled their unsuspecting prey and got the reaction they wanted; Panic and fear. There was a slight tussle of rebellion but eventually, Jake figured out exactly who he was punching and biting.

"Fin? What the heck man?! I thought you were some kind of monster!" He said with a glare.

"Hehehe. Calm down bro. We were only messing. Hmm... You guys are filthy. What happened to you guys?" Fin asked. They took a few minutes exchanging stories and debating on who had it worse, but the creaking and groaning of the ancient medical building broke them from their conversation. "Well... I guess we better get this over with." Fin mumbled. The others agreed and walked up to the old double door entrance. A quick once over of the building showed that it was mostly intact, save for the top levels, which was void of the vines keeping its structure together. Fin glanced at the doors, which had a bit of overgrowth over them. He drew his sword and told everyone to stand back, which they did. He started hacking away at the vines, attempting to free the doors. Several exhausting minutes later, he managed to destroy enough foliage to open the doors wide enough for them to enter. The stepped into the med center and looked around. Phoebe's light, as well as the windows and many holes in the walls, allowed them to see a good bit of the surrounding area. They were in what looked like an old world waiting room with ancient sofa's, long-dead plants, and magazines that were little more than tissue paper at this point. In the center of the room was a large sign that once read 'pharmacy' however, the P had fallen off long ago.

"Heh... Harmacy... Funny, in a foreboding sort of way." Mike mentioned.

"Ok guys, we have no idea what's in here, so take every step carefully." Fin warned. The others nodded and began exploring the building. The ghosts of the past seemed to haunt the rooms and hallways. If Fin didn't know any better, he'd think there really was ghosts in the building! But his past experiences with ghost princess told him that she didn't have jurisdiction this far out. However, proverbial ghosts very much did haunt this place and it freaked him out. They went from room to room, but they didn't find what they were looking for. Just old beds, pill bottles filled with dust, and a few skeletons. They repeated this process floor after floor. Naturally, the elevators stopped working centuries ago. The added stress of exercise withered their spirits down, which forced them to take frequent breaks. At the higher levels, they glanced outside and saw the spectacular view of the city. Despite the age and disrepair, it was quite a sight. It was one of the silver linings in their journey so they took it where they could get it.

"Jeeze... what a cliche. How much do you wanna bet the cure is at the top-" Jake started but Marceline shut him up.

"Do not jinx us!" She seethed. "I just wanna get out of here. This olaces gives me the heeby jeebies."

"Heh... No kidding. Hmm...That's unfortunate." Mike mumbled.

"What is?" Mike pointed to the next flight of stairs, which was blocked off by rubble. However, there was another way up, but it involved them climbing outside and scaling the exposed beams and rebar. Marceline glared at Jake.

"Hey! I only said the cure would be at the top! Not this!" He defended himself.

"Either way, there's only one way up, so lets get this over with.

"Easy for you to say, we can't fly." Mike replied.

"Listen, this isn't so bad, the girls can fly and I can stretch you and Fin over-" Jake suddenly stopped talking. "Fin what are you doing?!" He screamed. Fin, who was already climbing the beams, glanced back at Jake.

"Huh? Oh, I thought we had already decided." Jake pinched the bridge of his nose. After that note, the group decided to scale the building. Truth be told, it wasn't that bad. There was plenty to hang on to and with so many people ready to catch the other, falling wasn't too bad an issue. However, there was one detail that disturbed them: There was much more foliage up here than there was at the bottom. It didn't make any sense to them at the time, but once they made it to the next floor, they found out why. This floor must have housed the greenhouse, allowing the pre-war doctors easy access to whatever plants they needed. Interestingly enough, the irrigation network seemed to have sustained the plants well after their caretakers perished. After the irrigation failed, the outdoor elements took care of them caused by the holes in the walls and ceiling. Many years later, the spores had spread across the whole city. They were looking at ground zero and birthplace of all the vines and growth in the city. It was an amazing and fascinating sight.

"Woah..." Fin said as he approached a plant. It was very colorful and vibrant. It almost looked edible and they were feeling very hungry. Fin licked his lips and reached out towards the plant.

"Fin, I wouldn't." Mike warned.

"Why not? I'm starving and this looks a lot tastier than what we packed."

"Fin, pre-war plants and animals were usually brightly colored to ward off predators." Fin shrugged

"That just sounds like baloney. If it was so pretty, wouldn't it attract more predators?" He continued reaching for the plant.

"Fin don't-" No sooner had the words left his lips, a set of leafy mandibles clamped down on Fin's hand. He screamed in pain.

"Ah! It burns!" He tugged with all his might but the plant wouldn't let go. He quickly grabbed his sword and hacked at the plant, which was just as tough as the vines below, if not tougher. However, he managed to tear open the mandibles and kill the plant before it did too much damage. He pulled his arm back and studied it. It looked slightly burned and had a bit of green slime on it. He quickly wiped it off on a nearby curtain and watched in shock as it disintegrated. At the same time, they heard the high pitched squeals of pain from an unknown creature on the floor they were on.

"That thing tried to digest you!" Jake exclaimed. Fin groaned and bandaged his wounded arm.

"It was like it was on fire..." He looked around at the surrounding plants, but instead of awe or hunger, it was dread and danger. They were not alone, and as it turned out, they were the food.