Manson stepped out of John's car, pushing the door shut. He looked at the hospital and a grin spread across his face "Ooh, creepy," he said whilst pulling out his phone to take a pic. He rotated it sideways and extended his arms away from his face. As he took the pic he realized that the battery was only at thirty percent. [i]Meh, whatever. I'll charge it when I get home,[/i] He thought to himself. He shoved his phone back into his pocket, hearing some of the stitching rip. [i]Dangit, not again![/i]

He looked up to see Chad assessing everyone before yelling, "Alright, last one inside is a raging gay lord!" before leaping over a concrete block and making a dash to the hospital. He decided to ignore his pocket and race after them, aiming for what must be a hospital lobby. A smile stretched across his face, he felt great. "This is gonna be bad ass!" he said, pumping a fist into the air.