Five -- at least that many of you will turn tonight, the intercom announcement had said. Barnaby's eyes narrowed as he stared down at his wheelchair-bound legs. Although he could have activated his Hundred Power to walk, the consequences weren't worth the short-term benefits. He would likely have to wheel himself to the X-Ray room if he wanted to learn what the clue was, provided he could even get past whatever guards the "head doctor" had put into place.

How was he going to be of any use like this? Strangely, his street clothes had been fully repaired from last night's encounter with that NEXT, but he couldn't even change into them without assistance. Barnaby almost wondered if Kotetsu would be better off investigating by himself at this rate.

On the other hand, they were partners. They performed at their best when they worked together. They probably wouldn't get as far with their mission if they were separated. There was also the possibility that Kotetsu would be one of the patients to turn tonight, and Barnaby couldn't stand the thought of him being alone if that happened.

Besides, he doubted Kotetsu would want to leave him behind. The man was probably on his way here now to check on him and figure out where to go from here. Frustrated with himself for not being able to efficiently meet him, Barnaby stiffly waited beside his half-eaten plate of chicken.