@maneorigs Rigs
Today, 1:05 AM
Come here. Use the stairs to the basement outside on the back. Do NOT go in on ground level. Hurry.
[location attached]
Today, 1:07 AM
I... need help.
[tw: descriptions of an (illegal) operation and medical stuff]
han glanced at the phone shortly to check the time. almost 20 minutes passed since he wrote rigs to ask for help. he didn’t know what the naga had been doing or how long it would take him to arrive at the abandoned building but han still felt impatient about him taking so long.
the young warlock brought his attention back to the body in front of himself. the cut opening the female’s chest down to her upper abdomen was clean and there was only a small amount of blood on the edges of her skin as well as han’s gloves. but still he hesitated to go on. as soon as he’d continue his work he’d have to hurry in order to finish it off before she’d lose too much blood and most of her organs would die purposelessly.
his train of thought was interrupted by a loud bang. han didn’t have to look up to know what it was, he heard it multiple times in the past minutes. he had blocked the door to the ground floor but judging from the sounds that wouldn’t help for much longer. whoever was on the other side of the door had noticed han’s presence and tried to get to him. and while han first had thought that the noises came from some homeless people looking for shelter in the now run down mental clinic he started to question his own judgement. maybe he was wrong? but as those people didn’t find the second entry to the basement yet it was save to assume that they were not surrounding the whole building.
and for the first time in a very long time - more likely even for the first time ever - han could’t wait to see rigs’ face. he just had to arrive soon.
