milliways_bar | First Entrance

His voice was sore from the screaming, his shoulder hurt from the gunshot wound he'd been subject to earlier (which was probably infected now thanks a lot. I mean, he'd already suffered a good deal of blood loss, so why not add in the extra feature of an untreated wound), and his sense of time was at a standstill when the door to the bathroom he'd been chained in had shut him in the dark.

Who knew how long Adam had been yelling at his captor, but eventually he tired and passed out. Even in the dark, his mind was playing tricks on him and the smell of his only companion, a rotting cadaver, was starting to get to him. Sure, there was plenty of water, and the thought of reverting to cannibalism hadn't even crossed his mind; he just wanted to get the hell out of there.

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Adam wakes with a startled gasp, choking for air and shielding his eyes from a bright light that shines ahead. As his eyes adjust, he notices that the door that once kept him prisoner is now open. Miraculously, the chain that kept him from leaving is gone (thank God he didn't saw off his foot to escape either) and Adam staggers to his feet and exits the room...

...only to enter into a bar. He turns around, double checking his sanity, but the door he entered through is now gone! "...the fuck?" He mutters to himself and realizes that his wound has still been left untreated. Although not as crucial as it once was-the blood flow has thankfully slowed down-Adam still needs a doctor. And maybe a shrink now too.

"Might as well get a drink," he mutters to himself in confusion, "since I'm already here."

Tiny Tag: Adam Faulkner

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Guppy sees him, double takes, then gets up and goes over.

"I'm a doctor, do you want some help?"

What were the consequences of a doctor showing up just like that?

"Yeah, if I'm not already dead," Adam jokes with a laugh as dread sets in.

"Well it's possible, but you're wounded either way." Guppy says. "I'm Guppy, we have an infirmary through that door."

"Possible?" He pauses. "Shit." His voice slowly grows in fear, "... Shit!" Now he's beginning to become erratic. "Well, if I am dead, then what difference does it make if I see a doctor now or not?"

"Well I assume you don't want to leave it like that." Guppy says.

"What's your name?" he asks, trying to direct the man towards the infirmary.

"Of course I don't," he speaks loudly before calming down again.

The guys just trying to help him after all. "It's Adam."

"Okay, Adam? How about you hold this bar napkin on the wound, and we go through to the infirmary before you collapse?"

He does as instructed, but how well is a measly napkin going to help stop a bleeding hole in his body? Although, he's hesitant to go through another door. "What's a hospital doing on the other side of a bar?"

"To treat people who come in like you just have, in a better environment than in the main bar." Guppy says, holding the door for him.

"I'll explain all you need, but let's get the bleeding under control first."

"So I take it this sort of thing happens a lot?" He ponders. "Doesn't that strike you as more than a little odd? I mean, at first I was thinking bar fights are a common occurrence here and that's why there's place for people to duel it out and then get fixed. But even that's just plain strange. Or maybe it's good business for the bar."

Guess Adam doesn't need to mention that he's just a tiny bit afraid of hospitals huh?

"We really have to get you lying down." Guppy says, helping him in and gesturing for him to get on the nearest bed. "Before you go into shock."

"You don't think I'm already in shock?" He says while sitting down on the bed, "cause it fucking feels like I am."

"Different kind of shock. Lie down please."

He washes his hands, gloves up, and grabs some sterile gauze to put pressure on the wound.

"Can you tell me how you got this?"

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