No Rest for the Wicked or the Heroic, Part 1

1967 Words

'Slow down, kid,' Chiron’s disembodied voice sounded as agitated as Sam felt, 'or you’ll slam right into—' Sam had just turned the corner at the end of the empty hospital lobby and slammed headfirst into a Boar. 'Told you,' Chiron added.  Luckily for Sam, this latest of horrors didn’t have the same red pigmentation on its thick hide that the cannibal Boar had. It was just some random low-level monster he could handle in a jiffy. Well, that was what Sam initially thought, but then the horror sent him stumbling back with a backhanded fist, and he was forced to reassess his situation. 'I don’t have time for this,' Sam thought as he picked himself off the floor. 'Thunder needs—' “Help!” someone cried. Sam’s gaze drifted over to the huddle of patients and hospital staff cowering by the

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