and moved on to the next tube. She disconnected the tube and wire contraption attached to his hip. She stepped sideways the next tube in his wrist. He continued to stare at the ceiling. She delicately pulled the needle free from his opposite wrist and gently wrapped her fingers around his hand. She squeezed it, sending positive energy and love through their connected skin. If he couldn't tell she was there, maybe he could feel it in his soul or in his mind, if any of it still existed.
Paivi wiped a tear from her cheek with the back of her hand.
Her dad's cracked lips moved ever so lightly. A light breath escaped, nothing more.
"I think he tried to say something," Paivi said and leaned closer to his face. She looked deep into his deadened eyes, hoping for some sign of life.
"I didn't hear anything," Xavier said. He stepped to her side. Paivi could feel his presence next to her.
With sudden force, Paivi's dad sprang to life. An unearthly shriek echoed around the room and Paivi could feel Xavier's warm hands yanking her backward. Her dad thrashed on the table, his eyes still staring at the ceiling.
"I have to help him!" Paivi screamed at Xavier. "What if he’s having a seizure or something?"
"I don't think that's a seizure." Xavier gestured toward the table where Paivi’s dad sat up straight and proceeded to rip the final needle from his body. From his own heart. Blood shot forward like a fountain, pouring out of his heart and over his body onto the table. Green-tinged blood pooled into small puddles on the floor.
"He's dying!" She pushed Xavier aside and ran toward her dad. "Dad! Dad!"
Paivi grabbed her dad's shoulder. "You need to lay down, Daddy!"
His head swung stiffly toward her, his icy blue dead eyes bore through her.
"I'm here to help you. To save you. I came for you. For Mom. She's alive and we're leaving today."
"I don't think he's in there anymore, Paivi," Xavier said quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Paivi’s dad leapt off the table and lunged at Paivi, knocking her to the floor. Xavier dragged her by the arm and pulled her to her feet in the corner. Her dad stood between them and the exit. The grotesque human statue of Dr. Todesengel remained as well, posing another obstacle.
"Paivi!" Peter shouted from the doorway. "What's going on?"
"I'm not sure," Paivi stammered. "He's stronger than me and he's skin and bones. What the hell is that green stuff?"
Her dad roared like a caged beast. It rattled the instruments in the room. Paivi watched in horror as he began to grow, his chest swelling out and his legs lengthening. He was nearly as tall as the ten-foot ceilings and his newly muscled body filled the room. He gnashed his teeth, which had grown sharper, like daggers in his mouth. Froth and green liquid oozed from his lips. Claws sprouted from his fingertips, razor-sharp. Still, his blue eyes remained. Paivi attempted a scream but nothing passed her lips, not even breath.
She had to pull herself together. She could feel Xavier's energy flowing through her. A ball of fire appeared in his palm.
"No! Don't do that!" She threw out a hand and extinguished it. "That's my Dad."
"Paivi, he's not your father anymore!" Peter screamed from the door.
Her dad’s head swung heavily toward the door and roared, lunging for Peter with clawed hands.
On instinct, Paivi threw her own energy at him, but it bounced out, barely registering. He turned on them, more angered than before.
"I told you, you'd never get out of here alive." A voice cackled in the doorway.
Chapter 11
The man from the drawer stood in the doorway. MD something. She didn't remember the numbers.
He shuffled into the room next to her dad. In his hand he held the IV bag that contained the blue liquid. The needle was stuck into his arm.
Paivi’s dad, now a monster, did not lunge at the man, he even stepped aside to make room for him. Her dad’s heavy breath echoed through the room. He kept his icy eyes trained on Paivi
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