After dropping my bag at the dorms, I went to the healer who wrote me the note that allowed me to escape arrest. He'd saved my life then. Had I been arrested, I would have been unable to defend myself, in that state. The investigators could make me admit anything they wanted. Let's face it, these may not be the times of the Inquisition, but investigators haven't gone too far from the methods that were used back then. I hope I didn't create too much trouble for him.
At the hospital, I asked for the healer by name, saying I was a former patient, who came for a checkup after a procedure. The nurse escorted me to a waiting room and told me to wait. I sat down.
I had always avoided hospitals and healers. The Floyd fund covered all medical expenses incurred during my studies, but those bills j
