Renny's P.O.V.
I slowly opened my eyes. My head hurt, and I could actually feel my heart regenerating. I was surrounded by blood-my own blood- and my head was spinning.
The only thing that was missing was I didn't see Dave or Waternoose. I quickly got up and ran for the exit. I threw open the door and ran. I ran down the hallways, all the way to the door with the 'exit' sign above it.
I opened the door and saw I had ran out of a hospital. A frigging hospital! An abandoned one at that. That's how he got his paws on all the medical tools, the lab coat, sharp instruments, guns, EVERYTHING!
"What kind of hospital is this?" I whispered, eyeing the hospital.
"A damn freaky one," A voice told me.
I turned, scared for my skin. Someone, a male who looked almost human, was sitting at the base of an old tree…looking at my old heart, which was in a jar.
"W-what do you mean?" I asked, taking a few long strides towards him.
"When this place was open, a doctor-I think his name was Mitch Lloyd- worked here. Anyway, Lloyd, he-he went a little crazy. See, he had a wife and a daughter, who was about eight or nine. His wife had cheated on him with another guy and left him. The wife took his daughter, his baby girl, with him. A few weeks after the wife and daughter left with the other guy, Lloyd snuck into the guy's house with one of his scalpels, and cut out his wife's heart and the other guy's heart. When he went to kill his kid, he couldn't do that to his baby, who was asleep in her bed. So, he left the house and went back to the hospital to start his day shift. For almost twenty years, he went on a killing spree, killing all the patients who cheated on their partner."
"H-how-,"
"Did he know? More than one guy or girl would come to see the patient, saying he or she was the patient's boyfriend or girlfriend. That's how. He killed the patients in different ways each time so he wouldn't get caught."
I raised an eyebrow.
"He was creative."
"How did-,"
"You looked like you were going to ask," He answered.
"And he got away with it all?"
The guy laughed. "Hell no! He got caught, charged, and electric chaired."
"Did he get it…?" I motioned towards the hospital.
"Here?" The guy laughed, "Hell yeah. It was fun to watch."
"You…watched it?"
"Yeah."
"When did this take place?"
"A while back. Five…six years ago…maybe."
"What's your name?"
"What's yours?"
"I asked you first."
"You tell me and I'll tell you."
"Renny." Yes, it was entirely stupid to just give up your name to someone you just met, but the stranger seemed like a really nice guy.
"…Jeff."
"Jeff…you know, you look like a boy I used to scare. Jeffery Woods. He was such a nice boy, but moved away with his family before scaring was replaced by laughing."
I smiled at Jeff. "You would have liked him."
"HOOOOPE!" I heard Dave yell.
"Oh, no," I breathed, "He's going to find me."
"Run in that direction," Jeff pointed towards a path in the woods surrounding the hospital, "It should take you to a highway intersection."
"Thank you," I smiled. Then I turned around and took off towards the highway.
"RENNY!" Dave's voice rang in my ears.
Okay, this may get a few of you confused. You're probably thinking, 'Hey dimwit! You have wings! FLY!' Well, I can't. A while back, maybe two weeks into my capture, Dave made me lie down on the ground on my stomach. He told me to open up my wings. I did as told, and then felt a horrible sensation go through my wings, and up and down my spine. I could feel it in my teeth! Turns out, he crushed them with boulders and made it impossible for me to fly. You may also be thinking, 'FIX THEM WITH MAGIC! HELL, YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN OUT OF THERE WITH MAGIC!' Like I said, I CAN'T! Without my spell books I'm as useless as a broken knife.
Then, just as I was able to see the headlights of a car, I was tackled to the ground by none other than Dave. "Get off me!" I screamed, struggling to get away from him.
"No!" He responded, "You're going back! NOW!" He picked up a large rock and slammed it onto my head. I started to blackout, and I fell forwards. Then, I can't remember anything.
Fang's P.O.V.
"So you told them," Randall laughed, "You told THEM!" He was directing his anger towards me so he wouldn't lash out against Boo, Mike, and Sulley. I knew he didn't want to injure them.
"You ran away like a child!" I stood up, defending myself, "You ran for L.A. like a mere kindergartener! You ran while the girl you love has been getting tortured-Sulley, cover Boo's ears…Thank you-killed, and maybe even RAPED! You could've stayed in a hotel in town, but NO!" I took a deep breath, "YOU RAN AWAY LIKE A WUSS, AND NOW REN COULD BE DEAD! WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THAT?!" Sulley took his paws off Boo's ears.
Randall looked at me for a few seconds and sighed. "I know, and I'm sorry. But, I think I know where Dave took Renny."
"Where?"
Randall grabbed a piece of paper and started to unfold it. It was revealed to be a map of half of the monster world's U.S., and half of the human world's U.S. There was a circle around the Kansas's, which were the only state that completely made the regular size of Kansas. "This," Randall pointed to a dot in the rip of the Kansas's, "Is Kansas in our world and the human world. It is the only place in our world where a monster wouldn't have to go through a child's bedroom door to get to the monster world."
"Why?" Mike asked.
"It just is. It's been that way for years," Randall responded.
"So, it's like if you go in one door in one world, you go into the other world's hospital?" I asked.
"Well, no. Half of the hospital is in our world and where the other part of the hospital is gone, there's," He started to make hand movements to indicate what he was talking about, "…a rift in the fabric of space and time. It makes a monster or human go from one dimension to the other."
"So you stand on one side of the hospital, and you're in the monster world, if you go to the other side of the hospital, you're in the human world," Mike asked.
"That's right," Randall nodded.
"So when do we go?" I asked.
"Half an hour," Randall responded. He opened the closet of the room and pulled out a rifle. He threw the rifle to Sulley and said, "You're going to need that."
"W-why?" Sulley asked.
"Because, Sullivan, Dave is dangerous. He isn't...how do I put this gently…? Oh yeah. STABLE! He's been crazy since before college."
"Wha…? H-how do you know?" Mike asked.
"He tried to kill me twice while we lived under the same frat house roof," Randall responded, getting a machete out and handing it to Mike.
"Cool," I smirked.
"No, not cool!" Randall yelled at me. He took a bat out of the closet and hit me with it.
"Ow," I moaned, rubbing my head, "Seriously, how many weapons do you have in there?!"
"A lot," Randall took the machete from Mike and replaced it with the bat, giving me the machete.
"You seriously trust me with this?!"
"In this situation? Yeah. I do. Crazy as it is…"
I smiled wide at Randall. "I swear, if Renny doesn't marry you, I will."
"No thank you," Randall smiled at me, pulling a handgun out of the closet, "Now let's go rescue Renny!"