// Dig
As soon as he had arrived in the hospital, the mole made a move to sweep out the buildings and make himself a mental map of it's layout. Well no, that was a lie-- the first thing the young man had done was scream multiple obscenities, break his desk with his shovel and take a piss on his roommate's bed.
But as soon as he had finished with his one man rebellion did he put his plan into motion. He scoped the north building, the south building, the gardens and even managed a quick glance around the east wing before being chased out by the construction workers.
And yet nowhere did the mercenary find a weakness or an answer. Further exploration was necessary. But for now...
"Zis is bullshit. Infected? God's constant fucking with me has finally showed results, eh!? Positive results for massive cockdraining and head to ass trauma! Ze bastard..." Muttering to himself, the brunette patted his hands down on the dirt, covering up the last hole he had created. In a span of a single hour, dozens upon dozens of hidden trenches six feet wide and six feet deep were created out in the courtyard. All in effort to capture some prey... and if successful, gain some information after a bit of interrogation.
"Come on out, you bitches..."
