Mermaid Effect

Munster has been following Rand like a little tail.

Rand went to the kitchen (he made himself some lemonade), and Munster followed.

When Rand came to the bathroom, it followed him.

When Rand returned to the bedroom, it also returned to the bathroom.

……

It didn't crawl all over the wall like before, but stayed on the ground in a rare way.The rustling sound of the overlong tail rubbing against the carpet was enough for Rand to notice its presence.

Neither Rand nor Munster spoke.

The atmosphere became a little stiff.Munster undoubtedly felt this, and it stayed in the corner of the room in fear, its long tail curled up as hard as possible, and then carefully stared at the pale-faced Rand.

The smell of hydrogen peroxide was very strong, but it couldn't cover up the bloody smell on Rand's body. It was like a non-stop screaming alarm reminding Munster that it hurt Rand.

Its scales have now completely turned a very dull gray-blue color, almost melting into the wall.

Rand's wound was still hurting, so he took some painkillers with sparkling water, and then lay on the bed a little tired.His eyelids were closed, but his brain didn't quiet down at all.

The scene of Munster's attack on Rogers played back in his head over and over again like a spell, and it made him feel terrified.

That bloodthirsty attack...

Rand couldn't help but sighed deeply, and habitually wanted to change his posture, but it involved the wound on his hand, so he couldn't hold back, and let out a gasp.

"Rand!"

A gust of wind blew by, as if in the blink of an eye, there was an anxious face beside Rand's bed.

Munster wanted to climb into bed to get closer to Rand as usual, almost subconsciously, Rand shrank back slightly.

The little monster's huge body froze again.An almost stinging panic spread in its ignorant world.

Its long hair trembled slightly because of tension, its eyes watched Rand nervously, and then drooped its shoulders.

"Rand, Rand... are you okay?"

It lowered half of its face to the bottom of the bed, leaving only its eyes on Rand's face, and spoke softly.

In the end, it didn't dare to climb into the bed again.

Rand blinked. He could feel Munster's frustration. In fact, the low breath emanating from this monster was about to condense into a small cumulonimbus cloud in the room.

"I, I'm sorry..."

it sobbed to Rand, tears welling up in those generally terrible eyes.

Rand's mouth twitched.

Ok……

He thought, he was soft-hearted again.

"It was a serious mistake."

He finally started talking to Munster after a long silence, but unusually this time he made no attempt to comfort Munster.

Several tufts of hair, or tentacles, stood on top of Munster's head involuntarily.

It looks sluggish and overwhelmed.

Rand sighed again, he was careful not to touch the wound, and then stretched out his other hand to touch Munster's head.

"I'm in pain, and have to sneak to the hospital in such a critical moment because of your previous behavior... You really shouldn't treat Rogers like that, it was a reckless, irrational behavior," he looked at the color more and more. The darker Munster continued, "Even a puppy knows not to attack others at will, but you, you can talk to me, you know a lot more than a puppy...you are an intelligent creature! You really One should not reduce oneself to the level of a beast."

"But I want to be Rand's puppy..."

Munster whimpered, stretched out a paw crying and grabbed Rand's cuff.

Its words left Rand speechless, and it took him a long time to speak again.

"You are not my dog...no...the point is not this, the point is that you should not do harm to others at will..." Rand wiped away Munster's tears with his sleeve, "but , I also need to apologize to you. I should have thought that you are not the... look you were before, and I shouldn't have whipped you with a newspaper in front of Rogers. This is disrespectful to you..."

"Wow……"

After hearing what Rand said, Munster burst into tears. It jumped up and wrapped its tail around Rand's leg.

"I don't want Rand to respect me, I like Rand to smack me... woo woo... Rand... I'm sorry..."

There was so much in its words that it was unresponsive (although Rand knew it was pure), he finally realized with frustration that—

No matter what kind of truth he said, Munster couldn't understand it.

—It was an alien after all! (Or, Atlanteans or something else...)

After discovering this, Rand felt a sense of frustration that he couldn't do anything, but on the other hand, he felt a secret sense of relaxation in his heart.

After all, Munster's previous attack on Rogers was not out of pure malice, it just didn't understand anything...

Rand thought.

Then I began to feel that the terrible thoughts oppressed in my heart before were nothing but my own unfounded worries.

He finally smiled.

He finally made a simple and clear agreement with Munster, not to attack others at will - simple and clear, the same as other people's restraints on their pet dogs (although Rand has emphasized many times, Munster is not His pet is gone, but you can see that the matter is finally resolved with a pet).

Munster's emotions finally stabilized, and the painkillers Rand had taken before began to take effect.His head was getting heavy, and before falling asleep he set the alarm so he could wake up before Rogers knocked on his door and took him to the hospital, and he patted the bed beside him, Signal Munster to lie down.

Strictly speaking, Rand does not encourage Munster to go to bed in normal times. The mucus on his body is a killer for the sheets and his own sleep quality.But Munster has suffered enough blows today, and Rand decided to make this crying big guy a little bit easier.

Munster really became happy after getting his permission.

It climbed onto the bed, its tail still wrapped around Rand, and leaned cautiously against the pillow.

Rand fell asleep quickly, his nose became flat, and his brows were slightly frowned because of the pain. This is not a handsome or beautiful sleeping face, but Munster looked at him for a long time, so long that it " Long hair" unknowingly wrapped around Rand's shoulders and arms.

"This is my Rand."

It muttered in a low voice, its heart was filled with surging satisfaction, a burst of "singing" rolled out of its throat when it didn't even realize it...

And outside the apartment, a bird, and then another, swerved mid-flight and slammed into the rough walls of the apartment like moths to a flame.They left a small pool of blood there, and then "slapped" into the grass.

It was already dark, and few people noticed it.

Apart from……

A pale hand lifted the dead bird's carcass from the ground.

The fingers were as thin and long as a spider's legs, and the nails on the fingertips were sharp.

"We're getting lucky today."

The "Prince" looked at the birds, and then swallowed them indifferently.

Raisha handed him a handkerchief.

"I'm a bit hungry," she said, licking her lips with her tongue, her eyes shimmering like felines in the dark sky, and she kept looking eagerly at the reporter lying on the other side of the bushes them.

This is the side of the apartment, the location is not good, so there are not many paparazzi, if eating here, Raisha is sure that she will never attract anyone's attention.Raisha craves the feeling of her teeth closing down her throat and gulping blood from the wound.After all, she and the prince have been waiting here for a while, and they listened carefully to all the movements in that apartment, which made Laisha feel very bored.

"Prince" shook his head at her, then turned and walked towards their car on the road.

"We have something to do," he explained to Raisha with astonishing patience, "You will be available soon, and I don't really want the smell of blood left on your body to draw attention from others. After all, You're the one pretending to be a nurse."

Kansas

University of Kansas Hospital Center

Emergency room

20:24PM

"Did you treat the wound yourself?"

The tired-looking doctor frowned as he opened the wound on Rand's arm.

Rand's wound was a bit shocking, and the pain from removing the gauze made his eyes black. He reluctantly pulled himself together to respond to the doctor's question.

"Ah, yes...Because of some things, I had to wait until this time to go to the hospital. My companion helped me treat the wound..."

He felt dizzy and probably had a fever from inflammation.

It was a long time since the initial injury, and Rodgers did some make-up for him in the evening, and then they slipped out of the fire emergency exit to the emergency department of the hospital on the other side of the city.Rand now wears a fake headgear and a pair of extremely clumsy black-rimmed glasses that almost look like he has the words "boring nerd" written on his forehead--the reporters didn't recognize it. It was a good thing that they got out of him, but when they came to the hospital, things were still not so smooth.They had been waiting here for some time, and Rand's wound had been swelling and worsening.

"I see that your companion used compressed hemostatic cotton..." The doctor frowned and began to clean up Rand's wound, "This is a medical product used for gunshot wounds on the battlefield. Your wound has been stretched open. Not a good sign, you may take a long time to heal, and the inflammation is very serious...”

The doctor's words became blurred in Rand's ears. If he could see his face, he would probably be shocked by his resemblance to a zombie now.

The condition of the wound was not good, and he could barely make out the message in the words.

Fortunately, Munster didn't follow... His thinking became a little confused, and this thought flashed through his mind quickly.

Munster was very excited when Rogers and he went to the hospital, but Rand finally forced it to stay at home. I have to say that this is a wise decision. will cry...

"Sir? Can you still hold on?"

Someone patted his shoulder lightly and whispered in his ear.

Rand took a breath and forced himself to raise his head. He found that the person in front of him had been replaced by a nurse.

This is a middle-aged woman with red hair and green eyes, with a gentle professional smile on her face.

"You're running a high fever," she explained. "We're going to give you stitches, and then you'll have injections to control the inflammation..."

Then she gave Rand some painkillers. Rand's wound was quite serious, and there was still a series of cleaning before the stitches, which would be very painful. However, in the nurse's opinion, Rand's poor physical condition was not Might be making it through.

Not long after taking the pills, Rand's physical pain and his thinking began to blur as he half-lyed in the examination chair and watched the nurse leave.

After an unknown amount of time, another nurse walked in.

"Nurse Laisha? Sorry, Laura is in charge of this ward..."

Rand's headache was about to explode, and he vaguely saw the doctor walking past the nurse after the door, and the doctor looked a little confused.

However, his voice stopped abruptly after a few seconds, his shoulders drooped, and he looked as if he was about to fall asleep, and the nurse wrapped his arms around his waist and led him out of the ward .

After a while, another "doctor" walked in.

He has a creepy sense of disobedience, like a dummy or something else, Rand doesn't know how to describe the feeling this "doctor" gave him, his eyes are like insects There isn't any temperature.

However, he is now looking at Rand with this kind of gaze.

In the end what happened?Rand tried to make him look away, but his lips were numb, and he thought he might faint.

The "doctor" showed a strange smile in front of Rand.

"I'll take care of your wound," he said. "It might hurt, but I think you'll like this..."

Rand squinted to see him clearly.

Something was wrong, Rand could feel it, but his mind was extremely muddled.

He watched the "doctor" take out something from the "nurse"'s tray, which was like a thin slice of meat.

Rand didn't know if it was the high fever that caused him to hallucinate, but he really felt that the thing was still wriggling on the tweezers.Some light blue liquid dripped viscously from the curly end of the meat slice, and it looked like a living creature.

What was even more frightening was that after smiling, the "doctor" tried to put the piece of meat into Rand's open wound.

Rand's breathing became very, very fast, and he protested vaguely.

"no no……"

He thought he was making a sound, but it was actually just a snorting sound.

The "doctor" looked up at Rand, and then mercilessly stuffed the thing into Rand's open, bright red wound.

Immediately after he started stitching, Rand felt that the thing in the wound was really moving, and it tried to crawl out, but the "doctor" was stitching up the wound one by one, and it got stuck in the middle of the wound...

Rand didn't know if all doctors were so bad at stitching, but he was sure that this "doctor" was so bad that he even woke up a little bit from the pain.

He stared at his wound, but he didn't see the "thing" he saw before.

Is it an illusion caused by anesthetics?Rand began to doubt himself again.

"Are you the doctor here? But the person who treated me just now was not..." He stared at the "doctor" and asked in confusion.

"Oh, that doctor has something to deal with, don't worry, Rand Sievers, you'll be fine."

The "doctor" had already treated the wound on Rand's hand at this time, and his gloves were even stained with blood, so he directly picked up a needle filled with a strange medicine from the tray and approached Rand.

Rand flinched, trying to avoid the needle.

"Hey, wait, this is kind of weird, I..."

Rand shook his head in confusion, but the high fever and anesthesia quickly suppressed his feeble struggles.

In addition, the silent "nurse" came over and grabbed Rand's shoulder.Her arms were wet and cold, with a damp breath...

Rand was slightly taken aback.

This breath made him feel familiar.

However, it was also at this moment of stupefaction that he felt the tingling pain from his neck.

The "doctor" had injected the fluid from the syringe directly into his vein.

Rand stared at the doctor who was close at hand, his vision became more and more blurred and darker.

He passed out.

However, before he passed out, he felt as if he saw another pair of red eyes under the doctor's bangs.