Out of all the things he'd expected to hear about (a roommate getting hauled away for experiments, some more drug trials, a friend who had been "released), a body hadn't been that high up on the list. Really, he wasn't sure why he was surprised. It wouldn't have been the first time a patient got brutally killed, and it likely wouldn't be the last. Still, he didn't exactly stumble across a fresh, bloodied corpse everyday, either.

"That's horrible..." Claude grit his teeth as his gaze wandered to the tiled floor. Considering the strange "illness" going around, he wouldn't have been all that surprised if it had been caused by a transformed patient. But he'd seen enough horrible things, both outside and inside of Landel's Institute, to know that it ultimately could have been anything.

Part of him wanted to investigate and try to hunt down whatever had torn that person to shreds, but he needed to be realistic about this, too. Guy had a point about it probably being gone by now. Their time was limited, and there was only so much they could do.

In the end, he had little choice but to agree with his friend.

"You're probably right," Claude grimly said. "But if that's the case, what should we do? Do we need to head to the greenhouse to collect more herbs for other patients, or did anyone have something else in mind?"