I arrived at the abandoned children's hospital a little after ten at night. Just like before, I paused to listen for any signs of life from within and heard nothing.
I went inside and grabbed the now bloodied wheelchair that I had used to wheel Otto in and brought it out. Arthur was nowhere near as large as Otto had been, so getting him into the wheelchair was a breeze by comparison.
Once I got him inside, I wheeled him deep into the belly of the hospital. I didn't want anyone hearing what I had planned. It wasn't going to be pretty by any stretch of the imagination.
After Arthur was situated, I went back out for the bag of gear that Myles had let me keep. He made me promise that I would give it back to him when I was done.
Back inside, I found a little rolling table and brought it
