Ning arrived at the hospital and quickly went up the elevator to the floor where the old man was hospitalized. Larissa and Mira were next to him, walking at a brisk pace as well.
Two cops guarded the door, one a Minotaur with a bull head, and another an Orc with a chubby face and grayish-green skin. They saluted as Larissa walked past, allowing her and the rest to enter as soon as they showed them their identification.
Ning walked into the white room that smelled of disinfectants. The old man, a ghoul with grayish-blue skin and pointed ears, slept peacefully on the bed. White bandages wrapped around his head, covering the back where he had been struck.
A man walked in, the doctor, the first human Ning had interacted with yet.
"Who might you be?" he asked.
"Detective Larissa. These are my associates," she quickly introduced herself. "We came after hearing that he was in a coma. Any possibility that this has to do with Tritus?"
