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<blockquote data-quote="mrman226" data-source="post: 219071" data-attributes="member: 656"><p>Chapter 24</p><p> While we were flying back, something near the silo started to fall. Rapture assumed it was just a piece of wood, knocked loose from the battle, and told us it was nothing. I looked for myself, and saw that it was way too big to be a piece of wood. I slipped on my night vision binoculars and looked at the object. It looked like…Banrow? I grabbed a coil of rope and tied it to a metal bar. I then grabbed the other end and dived out of the plane, and used my gliding skills to navigate the rope. I landed on Banrow and wrapped the loose rope end around his waist, and then tied it. Making sure that the rope was secure, I began to climb up the rope. Exactly 5.2 minutes later, I reached the helicopter. I then grabbed a first-aid kit and grabbed the rope again. By this time, the squad had realized what I was doing, and instantly started to grab medical supplies and other things, and then grabbed the rope too. Soon we were scanning Banrows feathers for the wound, and saw that some sort of mortar shell had hit him. I grabbed a bandage and jumped off of him, the momentum swinging me back up onto his back. Max immediately started to rustle up some painkillers, and Alec injected several shots into his bloodstream. Rapture was scanning the rest of the body for other possible wounds. Finally we landed, and a squad of squirrels immediately rushed out. They picked Banrow up and trotted over to the infirmary, while we packed our medical supplies and followed close behind. Soon he was laid out on the floor, and I snatched an EEG monitor (A thingy that shows the patients heartbeat.) I was about to hook it up when a squirrel ran over with an X-ray machine and scanned Banrow. He then left, and the chaos began again. About 2 hours later, the infirmary was silent again, and I was giving Banrow a couple shots. Suddenly, he groaned and looked around. </p><p> “Ughh… Where am I?”</p><p> “In the infirmary; you took a pretty bad blow from that squirrel mortar.”</p><p> “Yeah, I thought so.”</p><p> “Well anyway, we got you all patched up. You should be able to leave the infirmary in another day. I can’t watch you for that entire time. So uh, just give a yell if you need me.” </p><p>With that, I left the room and entered my laboratory. Inside the lab, I started pulling off different chemicals and mixing them. I knew all of these by memory, so it wasn’t too hard to grab them. Plus, I had everything color coded, then alphabetically ordered. In 20 seconds, the room was filled with a light mist, and the chemicals were bubbling. I slammed the door and bolted it. The mist was essential to this creation, and I couldn’t lose too much of it. I slipped a mask on and some goggles, and snapped on some rubber gloves. Okay, time to spill what was going on. When I was inspecting Banrow’s wound, it seemed like his mortar wound was poisoned. I highly doubted it at first, but when I was taking blood samples earlier, it showed up as GIF positive. At this rate, Banrow only had about a day left to live, so I had to create an antidote. The poison would slowly infect his bloodstream, and then enter his brain. Then, it would take out the medulla slowly, cutting off all subconscious activity at the same time and killing him. It would also attack other parts, thus, affecting his limbs and eyes. The antidote could reverse all of this, but some parts could be a little to badly damaged. So, I had to make this antidote fast. I grabbed different chemicals and poured them in, and then waited. Finally, the chemicals stopped bubbling, and the fizz died down. I capped the small vial filled with the liquidized antidote and shook it. The reactions to the sudden movement shot the cork off, and a cloud of gas steamed out. What was left in the vial was a dark red substance. I dumped this out and started to make the pill. This process was the most risky. Outside, I heard Rapture knocking on the door. He probably knew too, and at this stage, the oxygen would probably enhance the healing power of the antidote, so I unlocked the entrance. He walked in with a clipboard, and started to talk. </p><p> “Uh, Tam, we have a problem.”</p><p> “I know. Banrow is poisoned. I’m creating the antidote right now.”</p><p> “Okay. I better not bother you then.” </p><p>Rapture exited the room, and I started to form the pill. There was enough to make 3 strong pills, which would easily cure Banrow. About 2 hours later, much longer than I wanted to take, I finished the pills and put them I a small metal tin. Right then, Rapture ran in. </p><p> “Sir! It’s Banrow! He’s having convulsions, and is having difficulty breathing!”</p><p> I pocketed the pills and ran into the room, Rapture right behind me. I felt something in my pocket, but I ignored it. Banrow was gasping, his wings stiffened and unmoving. His body was having extreme tremors. At this rate, he only had fifteen minutes to live. I reached in my pocket to grab the pills. But they were gone. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Chapter 25</p><p>…</p><p>…</p><p>…</p><p>…</p><p>…</p><p>…</p><p>*Gurgle* </p><p>…</p><p>“HOCCCKKOOOTTTT”</p><p>A figure appeared over me.</p><p> “Uggh…Where am I?” I said to the figure</p><p> “In the infirmary” It replied</p><p> “Yeah, I thought so… Am I going to die?”</p><p> “Well… we don’t know yet”</p><p> “How could you not know? I’ve been here for at least two weeks!”</p><p> “Um, you’ve been here for less than twenty minutes” in a snarky tone that sounded like Tam’s</p><p> “Tam, am I going to die?”</p><p> “You already asked that”</p><p> “No I didn’t”</p><p> “Yes, you did”</p><p> “No I didn’t”</p><p> “Yes, you did”</p><p> “No I didn’t!”</p><p> “Yes, you did!”</p><p> “No I didn’t!”</p><p> “Okay, I’m not going to argue with you”</p><p> “So I am going to die?”</p><p> “Not likely”</p><p> “Then why didn’t you tell me that earlier?”</p><p> “I didn’t feel like it” Then Tam left the room.</p><p>Suddenly Unicorns surrounded me and started pawing at my bed. I tried to shoo them away, but they only returned a little later followed by some beavers with twigs in their mouth. A pool of water started to form in the room, it looked like it was seeping out from the bottom of my bed. Mushrooms started to spring up on a grass-covered desert. So did some cactuses, then a small city replaced it, then a glacier came through and wiped out the city, and then another herd of beavers and some mammoths, and then the glacier was gone. It was like I was going through a time-lapse movie of the Earth. The glacier receded and another city was formed, then it snowed a lot, covering the ground, then it melted, then mushrooms and deer came again, then it snowed, and then a giant black line went through the snow, then it melted again, leaving only the black line. With all that melting, the pool of water on the floor was getting deeper. Suddenly I was submersed. It was hard to breath, I started to choke. I couldn’t move, it was like I was tied to the bed. I saw another city, much larger, but this time in flames, with hawks and polar bears and deer and beavers and squirrels surrounding it. My last thoughts before I passed out were: “Is this what the army is going to do?”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="mrman226, post: 219071, member: 656"] Chapter 24 While we were flying back, something near the silo started to fall. Rapture assumed it was just a piece of wood, knocked loose from the battle, and told us it was nothing. I looked for myself, and saw that it was way too big to be a piece of wood. I slipped on my night vision binoculars and looked at the object. It looked like…Banrow? I grabbed a coil of rope and tied it to a metal bar. I then grabbed the other end and dived out of the plane, and used my gliding skills to navigate the rope. I landed on Banrow and wrapped the loose rope end around his waist, and then tied it. Making sure that the rope was secure, I began to climb up the rope. Exactly 5.2 minutes later, I reached the helicopter. I then grabbed a first-aid kit and grabbed the rope again. By this time, the squad had realized what I was doing, and instantly started to grab medical supplies and other things, and then grabbed the rope too. Soon we were scanning Banrows feathers for the wound, and saw that some sort of mortar shell had hit him. I grabbed a bandage and jumped off of him, the momentum swinging me back up onto his back. Max immediately started to rustle up some painkillers, and Alec injected several shots into his bloodstream. Rapture was scanning the rest of the body for other possible wounds. Finally we landed, and a squad of squirrels immediately rushed out. They picked Banrow up and trotted over to the infirmary, while we packed our medical supplies and followed close behind. Soon he was laid out on the floor, and I snatched an EEG monitor (A thingy that shows the patients heartbeat.) I was about to hook it up when a squirrel ran over with an X-ray machine and scanned Banrow. He then left, and the chaos began again. About 2 hours later, the infirmary was silent again, and I was giving Banrow a couple shots. Suddenly, he groaned and looked around. “Ughh… Where am I?” “In the infirmary; you took a pretty bad blow from that squirrel mortar.” “Yeah, I thought so.” “Well anyway, we got you all patched up. You should be able to leave the infirmary in another day. I can’t watch you for that entire time. So uh, just give a yell if you need me.” With that, I left the room and entered my laboratory. Inside the lab, I started pulling off different chemicals and mixing them. I knew all of these by memory, so it wasn’t too hard to grab them. Plus, I had everything color coded, then alphabetically ordered. In 20 seconds, the room was filled with a light mist, and the chemicals were bubbling. I slammed the door and bolted it. The mist was essential to this creation, and I couldn’t lose too much of it. I slipped a mask on and some goggles, and snapped on some rubber gloves. Okay, time to spill what was going on. When I was inspecting Banrow’s wound, it seemed like his mortar wound was poisoned. I highly doubted it at first, but when I was taking blood samples earlier, it showed up as GIF positive. At this rate, Banrow only had about a day left to live, so I had to create an antidote. The poison would slowly infect his bloodstream, and then enter his brain. Then, it would take out the medulla slowly, cutting off all subconscious activity at the same time and killing him. It would also attack other parts, thus, affecting his limbs and eyes. The antidote could reverse all of this, but some parts could be a little to badly damaged. So, I had to make this antidote fast. I grabbed different chemicals and poured them in, and then waited. Finally, the chemicals stopped bubbling, and the fizz died down. I capped the small vial filled with the liquidized antidote and shook it. The reactions to the sudden movement shot the cork off, and a cloud of gas steamed out. What was left in the vial was a dark red substance. I dumped this out and started to make the pill. This process was the most risky. Outside, I heard Rapture knocking on the door. He probably knew too, and at this stage, the oxygen would probably enhance the healing power of the antidote, so I unlocked the entrance. He walked in with a clipboard, and started to talk. “Uh, Tam, we have a problem.” “I know. Banrow is poisoned. I’m creating the antidote right now.” “Okay. I better not bother you then.” Rapture exited the room, and I started to form the pill. There was enough to make 3 strong pills, which would easily cure Banrow. About 2 hours later, much longer than I wanted to take, I finished the pills and put them I a small metal tin. Right then, Rapture ran in. “Sir! It’s Banrow! He’s having convulsions, and is having difficulty breathing!” I pocketed the pills and ran into the room, Rapture right behind me. I felt something in my pocket, but I ignored it. Banrow was gasping, his wings stiffened and unmoving. His body was having extreme tremors. At this rate, he only had fifteen minutes to live. I reached in my pocket to grab the pills. But they were gone. Chapter 25 … … … … … … *Gurgle* … “HOCCCKKOOOTTTT” A figure appeared over me. “Uggh…Where am I?” I said to the figure “In the infirmary” It replied “Yeah, I thought so… Am I going to die?” “Well… we don’t know yet” “How could you not know? I’ve been here for at least two weeks!” “Um, you’ve been here for less than twenty minutes” in a snarky tone that sounded like Tam’s “Tam, am I going to die?” “You already asked that” “No I didn’t” “Yes, you did” “No I didn’t” “Yes, you did” “No I didn’t!” “Yes, you did!” “No I didn’t!” “Okay, I’m not going to argue with you” “So I am going to die?” “Not likely” “Then why didn’t you tell me that earlier?” “I didn’t feel like it” Then Tam left the room. Suddenly Unicorns surrounded me and started pawing at my bed. I tried to shoo them away, but they only returned a little later followed by some beavers with twigs in their mouth. A pool of water started to form in the room, it looked like it was seeping out from the bottom of my bed. Mushrooms started to spring up on a grass-covered desert. So did some cactuses, then a small city replaced it, then a glacier came through and wiped out the city, and then another herd of beavers and some mammoths, and then the glacier was gone. It was like I was going through a time-lapse movie of the Earth. The glacier receded and another city was formed, then it snowed a lot, covering the ground, then it melted, then mushrooms and deer came again, then it snowed, and then a giant black line went through the snow, then it melted again, leaving only the black line. With all that melting, the pool of water on the floor was getting deeper. Suddenly I was submersed. It was hard to breath, I started to choke. I couldn’t move, it was like I was tied to the bed. I saw another city, much larger, but this time in flames, with hawks and polar bears and deer and beavers and squirrels surrounding it. My last thoughts before I passed out were: “Is this what the army is going to do?” [/QUOTE]
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