As soon as he heard the gruesome sound of bones crunching, Claude thought he forgot how to breathe for a moment. Did that patient really just die? His blood ran cold. How could they have let things get out of hand so quickly?

Even if that monster used to be a patient, Claude knew they couldn't just give it free reign in the hallways. That didn't mean they had to kill it, either, though.

Licking his lips, he glanced toward Guy and Anise. "Okay," he said with a nod. "Maybe we can just disable the monster -- you know, in case it's really..."

One of us, was the unspoken thought. The idea that he or Anise could wind up like that made his skin crawl.