Monster City by Kevin Wright

Author:Kevin Wright [Wright, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Quantum Muse Books
Published: 2018-07-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29.

“C’MON, SID, GRAB HIS LEGS,” Peter grunted as he dragged Ringo from the back seat.

Ringo was pale, sweaty, limp, unconscious. His pulse was still jumping hard and fast. Tough bastard. “Sid, grab him.”

Fumbling, Sid grasped Ringo behind the knees and followed Peter, who carried Ringo from behind, under the armpits and over the wrists.

“Pete, you think this’ll be long? Magnum’s almost on.”

“Shut it, Sid.”

The automatic door opened as Peter and Sid hauled Ringo into the emergency department waiting room. Ringo felt lighter to Peter as soon as they entered the building.

The woman behind a desk marked ‘registration’ frowned as they pulled Ringo up. “Does he have any health insurance?” the woman asked, pulling out a pen and writing on a form. “Does he have a co-pay?”

Peter looked at Sid, who shrugged.

“Lady, he’s lost a lot of blood,” Peter said. “He’s in shock, unconscious, he needs help. Fast.”

“Now, I know you’re not using that tone of voice with me.” The woman lifted her pen. “If you—”

At that moment a woman in nurse scrubs stepped out of the doorway marked ‘triage.’ “Bring him right through here.” She pointed to a door which she opened. Then she called down the hall, “Hey, Doris, grab a stretcher, will you?”

The nurse held the door open as they dragged Ringo through. “What happened?”

Peter and Sid wrestled Ringo onto the stretcher.

Without pause, and with complete confidence, Peter said, “He was, ah … bitten. Bitten by a dog, a big dog, I think.” He looked to Sid for corroboration, but Sid was too busy staring at the nurse’s panty line showing through her scrubs.

The nurse pushed the stretcher into a trauma room, lit with fantastic lights and cluttered neatly with stainless steel equipment.

Peter and Sid followed.

“A dog?” Doris raised an eyebrow while cutting away Ringo’s pants. More people flooded the room, one jabbing Ringo with needles, another taking his blood pressure while another hooked him up to a heart monitor and one more checked his pupils. Still, others just stood by watching; one might have been a janitor.

Peter and Sid stood huddled in the corner, answering whatever questions were barked at them, surrounded people in many colored scrubs, all pastels. Peter answered all the questions he could, as truthfully as he could, but couldn’t quite come clean as to exactly how Ringo had sustained the injuries. Yeah, it was a lawn gnome, a lawn gnome with huge fucking teeth and metal claws.

“It was a dog, a big dog,” Peter repeated lamely, as he edged his way towards the curtain door. He slid out and made for the exit.

At the exit, Peter froze.

Carmine was pushing a stretcher in with one hand and doing chest compressions on an old man with his other. Shotgun followed, ventilating the old man with a bag-valve-mask.

“Shit.” Peter turned, took a left, then stood with his back to a door as Carmine and Shotgun whisked by, pumping and squeezing.

Sid appeared by his side.

“I’ve got to get out of here, Sid,” Peter said.

“Where to?”

“First, to grab a bite to eat, cause I’m starving.

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