Day 9
“Tetrahydrozoline hydrochloride.” Dr. Corbett reported. He handed the test results over to the guard as he said: “That was the active ingredient.”
“What are the effects?”
“Well, considering the state he’s in, I’d guess he’d ingested a considerable amount. Taking this into account, I’d say we’re looking at a possible drop in body temperature, nausea with possible vomiting, and that’s only if he isn’t in a coma.”
“How long would آپ say he’d stay in this coma?”
“It could be up to four to five days, a week tops, یا it could be a matter of hours. Depends on how much is in his system.”
“We have most of it out.”
“Well, keep flushing and he’ll be better in no time.” Dr. Corbett checked Skipper’s eyes for dilation. “Seems it’s already helped some.” He looked at his charts. “Heart rate’s almost back to normal. Just keep doing what you’re doing. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.” Corbett nodded to the guards, then left.
Meanwhile, Rico had met someone new in the Psych Ward. He had just finished serving five days in the hole. He didn’t know why, but he heard the nurses talking about it. Apparently something one of the inmates کہا caused him to lose it. He didn’t know his name. He was rather young for someone in prison. Rico assumed he had only been in for about a year. The inmate spent most of his time isolate from everyone else, usually staring out windows.
Now Rico was in mess hall, eating. He hadn’t had much luck in figuring out how to get out, but he’d know where to go once he’d escaped. All of the sudden this isolate inmate sat down اگلے to him and whispered: “Did آپ hear the rumors?” He was slightly shaking and stuttered some. He constantly and frantically scanned the area around them. When Rico didn’t answer, he leaned in closer to him, and repeated: “Did آپ hear the rumors?” Rico’s face twisted in confusion, and he shook his head. The other inmate looked around again and leaned closer into Rico’s ear. “There’s a murderer in the prison.” Rico’s eyes widened in shock. The inmate continued. “Yep. Whoever it was already attempted to poison one of the other inmates. I was in the infirmary this morning. I heard whatever it was actually killed him for four minutes.”
Rico was about to attempt to ask why he was telling him this, but it was as if the inmate could read his mind when he said: “I’m telling آپ this because I need to know I’m not the only one who knows. I want to have someone I can trust to talk to. And there’s something about آپ that makes me feel as though آپ can be the person. Am I right?” Rico nodded. “I thought so. I think I know who poisoned him. There’s this inmate that goes سے طرف کی Snake. He’s had it against Skipper since he arrived. That’s who was poisoned سے طرف کی the way. Whatever it was has him in a possible coma now.” Rico’s eyes nearly fell out of his head. “What’s wrong? Do آپ know Skipper?” Rico swallowed hard and slowly shook his head, knowing he couldn’t have any ties to Skipper whatsoever. But that wasn’t going to stop him from trying to get himself in the infirmary.
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…
The sound of Skipper’s دل monitor was to Eve’s ears as a whip is to a horses’ rear. Every سیکنڈ that went سے طرف کی that Skipper lay unconscious was killing her; the feeling was mutual for Private and Kowalski. She’d told them when she returned last night. They didn’t take the news too well, especially young Private. Kowalski almost didn’t come into the prison that morning because he was trying to comfort Private when he finally pulled himself together and insisted that he continue with the mission; they were so close to figuring out an escape plan.
Eve had just arrived at the prison and there weren’t many patients at the moment. To pass the time while the slow morning dragged its feet, she killed time سے طرف کی visiting with Skipper. She watched the slow rise and fall of his chest as the intubation machine pumped oxygen into his lungs. She couldn’t help but think about how peaceful he looked in a slumber. In her mind she kept asking, “Come on, Skipper…wake up…” as if she and Skipper had some sort of telepathic connection.
In the midst of her thoughts, Jeanette entered holding a chart. When she saw Eve, she asked, “What are آپ doing here?”
Expecting someone to ask her that very question, Eve already had her excuse ready. “Oh, nothing really. ‘Guess I’m just a little worried. When do آپ think he’ll wake up?”
“‘t shouldn’t be too much longer now. From what we were told, it should only be a matter of hours.”
Eve hesitated before asking. “Who do آپ think did this?”
“I don’t know, but-” she leaned in closer to her and lowered her voice- “rumor has it that someone who works in the prison did it. No one has any leads yet though. If I were you, I’d watch my back.” Eve nodded and Jeanette continued taking notes. Eve turned, left the room, and set to work.
For what seemed like the billionth time, the buzzer sounded for wake up. Hans woke slowly, expecting to see Skipper’s unamused face, then remembered that he wasn’t there. He couldn’t help but think about the fact that the culprit might come for him next. He’d ruled Snake out as the culprit, and wasn’t sure who else it could be. From what he knew, Skipper hadn’t made any other enemies in the prison. That’s when he thought about Sergeant Manor. But surely Manor wouldn’t risk losing his job and possibly even imprisoning himself just to kill Skipper…what motive would he have to murder him anyway? Surely Skipper hadn’t driven him to that. Sitting down to eat breakfast, Hans was hesitant to his first bite. He was starting to feel paranoid. He slowly ate a few spoonfuls, and when nothing happened, he continued to eat.
An گھنٹہ had passed and Hans still felt fine. It seemed colder in the courtyard today, یا maybe that was just him. He leaned against the fence, isolated from everyone else, staring out into the woods, wondering what the دن would bring. The sight of Snake entering the courtyard caught his eye and interrupted his thoughts. He rolled his eyes and tried to ignore him, but when snake began approaching him, ignoring him wasn’t an option. On his way toward Hans, Snake got looks left and right from the other inmates. Ever since the fight yesterday, word had spread throughout the prison that Snake had met his match.
“Nice bruise, Snake!” One of the inmates teased.
Snake whipped around and pointed at the inmate that made fun of him. “You’d better shut your beak before I shut it for you!” He snapped. A group of inmates laughed and Snake continued heading toward Hans. He leaned against the fence in front of him, crossed his flippers, and said: “So how’d آپ do it?”
The سوال befuddled Hans. “Do what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Pufferfish. I know what آپ did to that guppy. I gotta say, I wish I’d thought of that. What’d آپ use?”
“Wait…you think I poisoned Skipper?”
Snake leaned in a little closer. “You don’t have to pretend. I won’t tell anyone. That was a mighty bold move. آپ could easily have been caught.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but I did not poison Skipper.” Hans insisted.
“Well, then who did? آپ were the only one that was near his plate while I was kickin’ his ass.”
“Technically, he was kicking you’re a-” Snake uncrossed his flippers, pushed off the fence and stepped closer to Hans, giving him a hard death-stare. Hans gulped, cleared his throat slightly, and said: “I mean…uh…I don’t know who did it…I was watching the fight, same as everyone else.”
Snake eyed him skeptically and said: “Alright, I believe you. But remember this; once مچھلی is sent back here, to the cells, I’m gonna finish what he started, and if آپ get in my way, I’m gonna take آپ down too. And it won’t be pretty either way. I hope I’ve made myself clear.”
“Crystal…” Hans replied in a shaky voice. Snake looked him up and down with his eyes, then walked away from him, lighting another cigarette while he went.
“Curtain 2.” Eve took the chart from Jeanette and set to work. The sun had begun its descent below the horizon, illuminating the sky with a mix of orange, yellow, purple, and blue colors. So far, there had been no response from Skipper; Eve was beginning to worry. If Skipper didn’t come out of it soon, the whole operation would be under a huge setback.
Eve took one look at the پینگوئن, پیںگان sitting in Curtain 2 and stopped abruptly, confused and shocked. She looked around and closed the curtain around them. Keeping her voice low, she asked: “Rico…what are آپ doing here? What happened?”
Rico had cuts on both his flippers and was restrained to the bed. He mumbled back, “Skipper?”
Eve sighed and said, “You do realize the risk in coming up here, right?”
Rico nodded sternly and repeated: “Skipper?”
“He’s fine. He’s just unconscious.” Rico nodded, relieved. Eve cleansed his wounds. “What did آپ do to yourself?”
Rico looked away and muttered, “Long story…”
Eve didn’t ask any مزید questions. She cleaned him up and wrapped gauze around his flippers. “Alright…I have to send آپ back now.” She turned to leave but Rico grabbed her flipper. Eve looked into his eyes, immediately knowing what he wanted. “I’ll see what I can do.” She opened the curtain and کہا to a guard across the room, “I’m releasing him!”
A pair of guards unrestrained Rico and began walking him out. Eve waited for the right moment and pretended to stumble into a supply cart, knocking it over, blocking the path. She hurried to the mess on the floor and began picking things up. “I’m so sorry!” She exclaimed. Since the mess was blocking the walkway to the door, the guards who were escorting Rico turned and started going the other way around. The door to Skipper’s room was open, so when they passed, Rico saw Skipper lying unconscious with the tube down his throat. He stopped a moment, shocked, but the guards pushed him on. He glanced over at Eve, who smiled sympathetically, then was forced out of the infirmary.
After cleaning up the mess she’d made, Eve’s shift had ended and she went to her locker. While she was putting her stethoscope in her locker, Manor entered and opened the locker four down from hers and pulled out a small bottle. Eve closed her locker as Manor put drops in his eyes. Manor then replaced the bottle back in his locker and looked at Eve. “Allergies. I’m taking the night shift today. I need to be sharp.” He explained. Eve nodded, then left the infirmary.
Once she made it back to the hut, Private called her into the room he and Kowalski were in. “Hello, boys. What’s going on?”
“We’re getting close to figuring out a plan to break Skipper out. Did he awake yet?” Private asked.
“No. The infirmary’s closed now and he still isn’t awake. I hate the fact that he’s all alone in there.” Eve answered.
“I don’t feel comfortable with it either, but I don’t think there’s anything we need to worry about with the security there.” Kowalski stated.
“I hope you’re right.” Private said.
“Well, what’s this big plan of yours coming to?” Eve asked.
“Kowalski’s figured out how to control cameras, disarm alarms, and such. What I’m thinking is, is when this goes down, Kowalski will set the cameras back to some past footage. Sometime پہلے that was a normal day, but would be forgotten سے طرف کی now so no one would get suspicious. Then آپ can sneak through the prison without being seen سے طرف کی them. We’ll cause a distraction big enough to get the guards out of the way.” Private answered.
“That sounds perfect. I know; how about when Skipper wakes up—that is if he’s feeling okay—you’ll do what آپ just کہا and I’ll find a way to distract the nurses, then I’ll sneak Skipper out of the back entrance. We can get out right under their noses.” Eve suggested.
“I like where your head is at, Eve! Now we just need to find a way to get آپ away from the prison fast enough and how to get Rico out.” Private exclaimed.
“When do آپ think he’ll wake up?” Kowalski asked.
“His vitals are stable. ‘t should be any time now.” Eve answered.
“What was he poisoned with anyhow?” Private asked.
“Oh, it was some big fancy word…um…tot…tet…tetra…tetrahydro…um…oh! Tetrahydrozoline hydrochloride. It’s a mouthful, ey?”
“Tetrahydrozoline hydrochloride? That’s mainly used in nasal solvents…and eye drops.” Kowalski pointed out.
“Huh…that’s intere-” At that moment, the image of Manor putting his eye drops in flashed through her mind, so did the echoing of what Manor told her; “I’m taking the night shift today. I need to be sharp.” Her eyes widened.
“Is something wrong, Eve?” Private asked.
“Um…you’re absolutely sure that’s what that tetr…tet…tot…ugh! That stuff is used for?” Eve asked.
“Yeah. Why?” Kowalski answered.
“We need to get to the infirmary. Now.” Eve turned around and started running to the front door.
Private and Kowalski followed. “What’s wrong, Eve?!” Private called after her.
Eve answered without stopping. “I think I know who tried to kill Skipper! I’ll explain on the way!”
“Tetrahydrozoline hydrochloride.” Dr. Corbett reported. He handed the test results over to the guard as he said: “That was the active ingredient.”
“What are the effects?”
“Well, considering the state he’s in, I’d guess he’d ingested a considerable amount. Taking this into account, I’d say we’re looking at a possible drop in body temperature, nausea with possible vomiting, and that’s only if he isn’t in a coma.”
“How long would آپ say he’d stay in this coma?”
“It could be up to four to five days, a week tops, یا it could be a matter of hours. Depends on how much is in his system.”
“We have most of it out.”
“Well, keep flushing and he’ll be better in no time.” Dr. Corbett checked Skipper’s eyes for dilation. “Seems it’s already helped some.” He looked at his charts. “Heart rate’s almost back to normal. Just keep doing what you’re doing. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.” Corbett nodded to the guards, then left.
Meanwhile, Rico had met someone new in the Psych Ward. He had just finished serving five days in the hole. He didn’t know why, but he heard the nurses talking about it. Apparently something one of the inmates کہا caused him to lose it. He didn’t know his name. He was rather young for someone in prison. Rico assumed he had only been in for about a year. The inmate spent most of his time isolate from everyone else, usually staring out windows.
Now Rico was in mess hall, eating. He hadn’t had much luck in figuring out how to get out, but he’d know where to go once he’d escaped. All of the sudden this isolate inmate sat down اگلے to him and whispered: “Did آپ hear the rumors?” He was slightly shaking and stuttered some. He constantly and frantically scanned the area around them. When Rico didn’t answer, he leaned in closer to him, and repeated: “Did آپ hear the rumors?” Rico’s face twisted in confusion, and he shook his head. The other inmate looked around again and leaned closer into Rico’s ear. “There’s a murderer in the prison.” Rico’s eyes widened in shock. The inmate continued. “Yep. Whoever it was already attempted to poison one of the other inmates. I was in the infirmary this morning. I heard whatever it was actually killed him for four minutes.”
Rico was about to attempt to ask why he was telling him this, but it was as if the inmate could read his mind when he said: “I’m telling آپ this because I need to know I’m not the only one who knows. I want to have someone I can trust to talk to. And there’s something about آپ that makes me feel as though آپ can be the person. Am I right?” Rico nodded. “I thought so. I think I know who poisoned him. There’s this inmate that goes سے طرف کی Snake. He’s had it against Skipper since he arrived. That’s who was poisoned سے طرف کی the way. Whatever it was has him in a possible coma now.” Rico’s eyes nearly fell out of his head. “What’s wrong? Do آپ know Skipper?” Rico swallowed hard and slowly shook his head, knowing he couldn’t have any ties to Skipper whatsoever. But that wasn’t going to stop him from trying to get himself in the infirmary.
Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…Beep…
The sound of Skipper’s دل monitor was to Eve’s ears as a whip is to a horses’ rear. Every سیکنڈ that went سے طرف کی that Skipper lay unconscious was killing her; the feeling was mutual for Private and Kowalski. She’d told them when she returned last night. They didn’t take the news too well, especially young Private. Kowalski almost didn’t come into the prison that morning because he was trying to comfort Private when he finally pulled himself together and insisted that he continue with the mission; they were so close to figuring out an escape plan.
Eve had just arrived at the prison and there weren’t many patients at the moment. To pass the time while the slow morning dragged its feet, she killed time سے طرف کی visiting with Skipper. She watched the slow rise and fall of his chest as the intubation machine pumped oxygen into his lungs. She couldn’t help but think about how peaceful he looked in a slumber. In her mind she kept asking, “Come on, Skipper…wake up…” as if she and Skipper had some sort of telepathic connection.
In the midst of her thoughts, Jeanette entered holding a chart. When she saw Eve, she asked, “What are آپ doing here?”
Expecting someone to ask her that very question, Eve already had her excuse ready. “Oh, nothing really. ‘Guess I’m just a little worried. When do آپ think he’ll wake up?”
“‘t shouldn’t be too much longer now. From what we were told, it should only be a matter of hours.”
Eve hesitated before asking. “Who do آپ think did this?”
“I don’t know, but-” she leaned in closer to her and lowered her voice- “rumor has it that someone who works in the prison did it. No one has any leads yet though. If I were you, I’d watch my back.” Eve nodded and Jeanette continued taking notes. Eve turned, left the room, and set to work.
For what seemed like the billionth time, the buzzer sounded for wake up. Hans woke slowly, expecting to see Skipper’s unamused face, then remembered that he wasn’t there. He couldn’t help but think about the fact that the culprit might come for him next. He’d ruled Snake out as the culprit, and wasn’t sure who else it could be. From what he knew, Skipper hadn’t made any other enemies in the prison. That’s when he thought about Sergeant Manor. But surely Manor wouldn’t risk losing his job and possibly even imprisoning himself just to kill Skipper…what motive would he have to murder him anyway? Surely Skipper hadn’t driven him to that. Sitting down to eat breakfast, Hans was hesitant to his first bite. He was starting to feel paranoid. He slowly ate a few spoonfuls, and when nothing happened, he continued to eat.
An گھنٹہ had passed and Hans still felt fine. It seemed colder in the courtyard today, یا maybe that was just him. He leaned against the fence, isolated from everyone else, staring out into the woods, wondering what the دن would bring. The sight of Snake entering the courtyard caught his eye and interrupted his thoughts. He rolled his eyes and tried to ignore him, but when snake began approaching him, ignoring him wasn’t an option. On his way toward Hans, Snake got looks left and right from the other inmates. Ever since the fight yesterday, word had spread throughout the prison that Snake had met his match.
“Nice bruise, Snake!” One of the inmates teased.
Snake whipped around and pointed at the inmate that made fun of him. “You’d better shut your beak before I shut it for you!” He snapped. A group of inmates laughed and Snake continued heading toward Hans. He leaned against the fence in front of him, crossed his flippers, and said: “So how’d آپ do it?”
The سوال befuddled Hans. “Do what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Pufferfish. I know what آپ did to that guppy. I gotta say, I wish I’d thought of that. What’d آپ use?”
“Wait…you think I poisoned Skipper?”
Snake leaned in a little closer. “You don’t have to pretend. I won’t tell anyone. That was a mighty bold move. آپ could easily have been caught.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but I did not poison Skipper.” Hans insisted.
“Well, then who did? آپ were the only one that was near his plate while I was kickin’ his ass.”
“Technically, he was kicking you’re a-” Snake uncrossed his flippers, pushed off the fence and stepped closer to Hans, giving him a hard death-stare. Hans gulped, cleared his throat slightly, and said: “I mean…uh…I don’t know who did it…I was watching the fight, same as everyone else.”
Snake eyed him skeptically and said: “Alright, I believe you. But remember this; once مچھلی is sent back here, to the cells, I’m gonna finish what he started, and if آپ get in my way, I’m gonna take آپ down too. And it won’t be pretty either way. I hope I’ve made myself clear.”
“Crystal…” Hans replied in a shaky voice. Snake looked him up and down with his eyes, then walked away from him, lighting another cigarette while he went.
“Curtain 2.” Eve took the chart from Jeanette and set to work. The sun had begun its descent below the horizon, illuminating the sky with a mix of orange, yellow, purple, and blue colors. So far, there had been no response from Skipper; Eve was beginning to worry. If Skipper didn’t come out of it soon, the whole operation would be under a huge setback.
Eve took one look at the پینگوئن, پیںگان sitting in Curtain 2 and stopped abruptly, confused and shocked. She looked around and closed the curtain around them. Keeping her voice low, she asked: “Rico…what are آپ doing here? What happened?”
Rico had cuts on both his flippers and was restrained to the bed. He mumbled back, “Skipper?”
Eve sighed and said, “You do realize the risk in coming up here, right?”
Rico nodded sternly and repeated: “Skipper?”
“He’s fine. He’s just unconscious.” Rico nodded, relieved. Eve cleansed his wounds. “What did آپ do to yourself?”
Rico looked away and muttered, “Long story…”
Eve didn’t ask any مزید questions. She cleaned him up and wrapped gauze around his flippers. “Alright…I have to send آپ back now.” She turned to leave but Rico grabbed her flipper. Eve looked into his eyes, immediately knowing what he wanted. “I’ll see what I can do.” She opened the curtain and کہا to a guard across the room, “I’m releasing him!”
A pair of guards unrestrained Rico and began walking him out. Eve waited for the right moment and pretended to stumble into a supply cart, knocking it over, blocking the path. She hurried to the mess on the floor and began picking things up. “I’m so sorry!” She exclaimed. Since the mess was blocking the walkway to the door, the guards who were escorting Rico turned and started going the other way around. The door to Skipper’s room was open, so when they passed, Rico saw Skipper lying unconscious with the tube down his throat. He stopped a moment, shocked, but the guards pushed him on. He glanced over at Eve, who smiled sympathetically, then was forced out of the infirmary.
After cleaning up the mess she’d made, Eve’s shift had ended and she went to her locker. While she was putting her stethoscope in her locker, Manor entered and opened the locker four down from hers and pulled out a small bottle. Eve closed her locker as Manor put drops in his eyes. Manor then replaced the bottle back in his locker and looked at Eve. “Allergies. I’m taking the night shift today. I need to be sharp.” He explained. Eve nodded, then left the infirmary.
Once she made it back to the hut, Private called her into the room he and Kowalski were in. “Hello, boys. What’s going on?”
“We’re getting close to figuring out a plan to break Skipper out. Did he awake yet?” Private asked.
“No. The infirmary’s closed now and he still isn’t awake. I hate the fact that he’s all alone in there.” Eve answered.
“I don’t feel comfortable with it either, but I don’t think there’s anything we need to worry about with the security there.” Kowalski stated.
“I hope you’re right.” Private said.
“Well, what’s this big plan of yours coming to?” Eve asked.
“Kowalski’s figured out how to control cameras, disarm alarms, and such. What I’m thinking is, is when this goes down, Kowalski will set the cameras back to some past footage. Sometime پہلے that was a normal day, but would be forgotten سے طرف کی now so no one would get suspicious. Then آپ can sneak through the prison without being seen سے طرف کی them. We’ll cause a distraction big enough to get the guards out of the way.” Private answered.
“That sounds perfect. I know; how about when Skipper wakes up—that is if he’s feeling okay—you’ll do what آپ just کہا and I’ll find a way to distract the nurses, then I’ll sneak Skipper out of the back entrance. We can get out right under their noses.” Eve suggested.
“I like where your head is at, Eve! Now we just need to find a way to get آپ away from the prison fast enough and how to get Rico out.” Private exclaimed.
“When do آپ think he’ll wake up?” Kowalski asked.
“His vitals are stable. ‘t should be any time now.” Eve answered.
“What was he poisoned with anyhow?” Private asked.
“Oh, it was some big fancy word…um…tot…tet…tetra…tetrahydro…um…oh! Tetrahydrozoline hydrochloride. It’s a mouthful, ey?”
“Tetrahydrozoline hydrochloride? That’s mainly used in nasal solvents…and eye drops.” Kowalski pointed out.
“Huh…that’s intere-” At that moment, the image of Manor putting his eye drops in flashed through her mind, so did the echoing of what Manor told her; “I’m taking the night shift today. I need to be sharp.” Her eyes widened.
“Is something wrong, Eve?” Private asked.
“Um…you’re absolutely sure that’s what that tetr…tet…tot…ugh! That stuff is used for?” Eve asked.
“Yeah. Why?” Kowalski answered.
“We need to get to the infirmary. Now.” Eve turned around and started running to the front door.
Private and Kowalski followed. “What’s wrong, Eve?!” Private called after her.
Eve answered without stopping. “I think I know who tried to kill Skipper! I’ll explain on the way!”
