Mark clutched the clumsy teen as we ran. How did he do it? No man in the universe is supposed to multi task like that, not even when they're from planet Bossatron. Seriously though, we didn't know why were in Corpse Party 2's setting and we had to deal with 5 Nights at Freddy's animatronics too. Fuckin' hell! What next?
We eventually escaped from the malfunctioning, killing animatronic and walked in to one of the wards, laid Anna on the bed and sat together on the bed opposite her. We spent hours talking about the possibilities of getting out of that zone.
"EEEEECK!" Anna sprung from the position in which she was placed as her hood flew off. She panted heavily as we both rushed over to her. It appeared she'd regained consciousness.
"Help… me…" she said looking down. Anna peered above her first conscious sight and looked in our direction. Her face was bright red, it seemed as if she'd just had a bad dream. She put the back of her hand on her forehead.
"Anna, are you all right?" Mark said. "Speak to me, what's the matter?" Miss Cain looked at him and took her hand off of her head. Her eyebrows raised and she nodded as if she'd remembered something. Anna looked her hand and smiled. Her head raised with that same 'Jeff the Killer' styled smile.
"I DO BELIEVE I'M FINE!" She exclaimed and struck Mark across the face. We were both evidently shocked about the bitch slap that was gifted to Mark by the shell-shocked type of look on our faces.
"What in the world was that for, young lady?!" Mark retaliated as he put his hands on her wrists and lowered them.
"Yeah, what was that for, Anna?" I said, obviously trying to play some part in this certain situation.
"Don't touch me and… and back the fuck off! I need to go back for her!" She kicked Mark's chest and sent him flying to the floor with her good leg.
"Anna," I said. "What do you mean? Who's her? Why'd you kick him? And… And what are doing?!" She stood up with the same leg and dragged the broken one behind her.
"STOP ASKING SO MANY DAMN QUESTIONS, JACK!" at this point, she was making her way to a cabinet full of needles, bandages and liquid pain relievers. She grabbed morphine, a syringe, lots of bandages and masking tape, she then deliberately fell to the floor and began to treat her leg to the best of her ability.
Mark got up from the floor and stumbled towards her, although he looked away when she jabbed the needle in to her leg. "ANNA, Stop!" He said as she pulled her baggy jeans up and wrapped the bandage around the full length of her leg she sealed it off with the masking tape. Miss Cain pulled her hood over her face and her jeans over her leg. Anna got up from the floor and marched out of the room just fine.