Renee
Dr. Ramirez gave Avalon some kind of sedative and hooked her up to an IV drip. She had stopped writhing around on the bed, but she would still thrash her head from side to side and was constantly mumbling a bunch of nonsense. I wandered back and forth between the chair at her bedside, and the chair at Olivia’s bedside, and eventually made a trip down to the hospital canteen to get some food while I waited for Bentley Howser Brooks. All the while, Wilson followed me back and forth, up and down, like a faithful puppy.
When Bentley arrived, I went downstairs to meet him. As a human, he wasn’t supposed to be able to access the special wing on the 5th floor, so he needed an escort. I went down to the lobby and waited impatiently by the sliding glass doors.
Although he was we
