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You’d joke and laugh about it. File certain things away as one in a million. You’d receive excellent driving training and be vary of your surroundings. What were the odds for an accident? Sometimes, higher than you might’ve thought.

A loud crash ripped through the crowds moving into and heading out of the hospital. Some spectators creeped closer to the two cars that ran into each other at full speed while others returned to minding their own business. It wasthe decent thing to do after all. Baymax as one of them quickly moved over to inspect the wreck.

A few people were stuck in there, one entity was crying. He experimentally tried the door handle, but it was too compressed to open. As he scanned them, he carefully made his way on the trunk of the car and dug his fingers into the roof of the vehicle. If he moved them too much that could have serious consequences. As carefully as he could, he ripped the metal clean off.

Now that he could make them out more easily he slowly began to rescue the passengers and laid them down besides the road.

Finally, Barry had reached one of the destinations he’d been looking for. The hospital of Swynlake. He mustered the building from the outside, but soon reached the conclusion that this first impression wasn’t sufficient to judge whether Hiro would be well treated here should the necessity arise.

To follow his purpose of gathering more information he entered the hospital and gathered a bunch of leaflets he discovered in the entrance hall. Then he proceeded forth. he entered the first floor he found and took a glimpse into a few of the patient’s rooms. Very clean and none of the patients seemed overly upset when he gave them a quick update on their health status. They had to be used to regular check-ups.

With that in check he proceeded - and simply ignored his boundaries as a visitor, since he didn’t consider himself such. He entered a room which was labeled ‘personel only’ and started looking through the shelves. Barry took note of what medicine they stored and paid an extra bit of attention to the hygenie of the instruments. He didn’t even notice when someone joined him. His mission was too important.

Clarion stretched as she got up from the chair in her office. She grabbed her purse and flicked the sign over so it showed closed. She’d read something that morning and wanted to speak to the person behind it. She opened the door and walked out, locking it behind her.  She looked up where the man’s office was and headed in that direction.  She reached it quickly and knocked on the door. “ Dr. Sweet?” She called.