Rachel placed Pythagoras on the floor where he leaned back against one of
the cabinets.
Rachel unzipped the backpack and took out one of the first aid kit. She
opened it and looks at its contents. Inside the kit was all she needs.
Using what she has, she began to treat Pythagoras' injury.
Pythagoras sat still while Rachel bandages his wound.
"That won't be effective enough to heal me. I need to eat something to get my strength back."
"There is a dead Lizard down at the basement. I could go get it for you."
"No! There are some demons in Silent Hill that cannot be eaten as they are poisonous. The lizard is one of these demons."
"How do I tell which are poisonous?"
"If they are insects or if they have forked tongue, then that demon would be too poisonous to eat."
"How did you know this?" Rachel asked, bandaging Pythagoras.
"I caught a few Straight Jackets and fed them. They died instantly when they ate the flesh from a Lizard I had killed and Roaches that I have caught. Roaches don't attack you that much unless they are provoked or if you stumble into their nests. When they are in a big group, consider running away as fast as you can. I have seen Roaches leaving piles of bones picked clean before. Bones belonging to a group of two Straight Jackets."
Rachel was listening attentively. She cut the bandage and pinned it.
"That should do it. Just don't touch the wound too often. Otherwise you might ruin its healing process."
Pythagoras laughed.
"I'm also one of these demons. What in the world made you think that this would heal me? Most of my bodily functions have stopped. The only way I could heal faster and get out of here as soon as possible is to eat another demon. If you could find another Straight Jacket, that would be fine. Just kill it and bring it to me. Of course I would share it with you."
Rachel suddenly became quiet. She went in front of Pythagoras and knelt down on both knees. She stretched out her left arm slowly and held it in front of him. Pythagoras was confused.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked.
"I said you could eat me when you want to or if you are hungry", Rachel said softly, not daring to look at Pythagoras' eye staring back at her.
Pythagoras gripped Rachel's left hand. It was only then Rachel discovered Pythagoras had only an index finger and a thumb. The last three fingers of his were joined together. Pythagoras brought his pyramid shaped head closer to hers. She could felt his breath.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Pythagoras asked.
Rachel thought for a while before nodding.
"As long I could get out of the hospital, I willing to do anything", Rachel said softly.
Pythagoras released his grip. He stood up.
"You are brave. But not very smart. You don't need me to get you out of the hospital. You could go yourself. The way you offered yourself is as if you have nothing to lose. If that is certainly how you think, then why are you afraid to go out?" Pythagoras asked angrily.
"Because right now, I know that someone still remembers me even if I am dead. I don't like to be left alone. Especially here in the hospital. Every night, I wonder if I would live through it without be eaten or killed by a fellow Faceless Nurse or another demon. I don't want to live in this hospital all my life. I want to leave here as much as you do," Rachel said, almost crying.
Pythagoras didn't know what to say. He was dumbfounded in this kind of situation. And he usually beat his prey up badly if they were to cry right in front of him. But for some reasons, Pythagoras couldn't bring himself to eat or beat Rachel. He doesn't know why.
Pythagoras then said, "If you want to come with me, stand up! And do not cry! I don't like that. You could be of other use."
Rachel stood up. She began to smile. "Thank you, Pythagoras."
"Yes, yes. Can we please go now?" Pythagoras was getting quite impatient.
Rachel began to pack their stuff.
"Pythagoras, it would do fine if you are not so short-tempered. And you could improve your attitude slightly. Especially your manners", Rachel pointed out as they head out of the room.
Maybe I should have eaten her left hand, Pythagoras thought.
Pythagoras sat still while Rachel bandages his wound.
"That won't be effective enough to heal me. I need to eat something to get my strength back."
"There is a dead Lizard down at the basement. I could go get it for you."
"No! There are some demons in Silent Hill that cannot be eaten as they are poisonous. The lizard is one of these demons."
"How do I tell which are poisonous?"
"If they are insects or if they have forked tongue, then that demon would be too poisonous to eat."
"How did you know this?" Rachel asked, bandaging Pythagoras.
"I caught a few Straight Jackets and fed them. They died instantly when they ate the flesh from a Lizard I had killed and Roaches that I have caught. Roaches don't attack you that much unless they are provoked or if you stumble into their nests. When they are in a big group, consider running away as fast as you can. I have seen Roaches leaving piles of bones picked clean before. Bones belonging to a group of two Straight Jackets."
Rachel was listening attentively. She cut the bandage and pinned it.
"That should do it. Just don't touch the wound too often. Otherwise you might ruin its healing process."
Pythagoras laughed.
"I'm also one of these demons. What in the world made you think that this would heal me? Most of my bodily functions have stopped. The only way I could heal faster and get out of here as soon as possible is to eat another demon. If you could find another Straight Jacket, that would be fine. Just kill it and bring it to me. Of course I would share it with you."
Rachel suddenly became quiet. She went in front of Pythagoras and knelt down on both knees. She stretched out her left arm slowly and held it in front of him. Pythagoras was confused.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked.
"I said you could eat me when you want to or if you are hungry", Rachel said softly, not daring to look at Pythagoras' eye staring back at her.
Pythagoras gripped Rachel's left hand. It was only then Rachel discovered Pythagoras had only an index finger and a thumb. The last three fingers of his were joined together. Pythagoras brought his pyramid shaped head closer to hers. She could felt his breath.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Pythagoras asked.
Rachel thought for a while before nodding.
"As long I could get out of the hospital, I willing to do anything", Rachel said softly.
Pythagoras released his grip. He stood up.
"You are brave. But not very smart. You don't need me to get you out of the hospital. You could go yourself. The way you offered yourself is as if you have nothing to lose. If that is certainly how you think, then why are you afraid to go out?" Pythagoras asked angrily.
"Because right now, I know that someone still remembers me even if I am dead. I don't like to be left alone. Especially here in the hospital. Every night, I wonder if I would live through it without be eaten or killed by a fellow Faceless Nurse or another demon. I don't want to live in this hospital all my life. I want to leave here as much as you do," Rachel said, almost crying.
Pythagoras didn't know what to say. He was dumbfounded in this kind of situation. And he usually beat his prey up badly if they were to cry right in front of him. But for some reasons, Pythagoras couldn't bring himself to eat or beat Rachel. He doesn't know why.
Pythagoras then said, "If you want to come with me, stand up! And do not cry! I don't like that. You could be of other use."
Rachel stood up. She began to smile. "Thank you, Pythagoras."
"Yes, yes. Can we please go now?" Pythagoras was getting quite impatient.
Rachel began to pack their stuff.
"Pythagoras, it would do fine if you are not so short-tempered. And you could improve your attitude slightly. Especially your manners", Rachel pointed out as they head out of the room.
Maybe I should have eaten her left hand, Pythagoras thought.