Charles manoeuvred his way out of the ward. He wore a mask covering his face and covered Avery's mom with the cover.
" This isn't going to be easy," he said to himself as he saw Alex's guards.
He dragged the stretcher, into the direction of the elevator. He lowered his head not wanting anyone to see him.
"I'm sorry." he apologized as the stretcher hit a bystander.
" Move to the elevator and make sure no one uses it ." a command came through.
Charles panicked, if they blocked the elevator how would he escape? Cold sweats formed on his forehead as his hands became wet with sweat, he had to get out of there.
" Excuse me, sir"
Charles flinched when a hand gripped his shoulder, he didn't turn, he couldn't.
" No one can use the elevator,"
" Ok," he murmured turning the stretcher in another direction.
He has to get out of here. Why was it so difficult, it was his family hospital but he felt otherwise.
" Wait!"
Charles heard the man but pretended not to hear, he walked faster with the stretcher, hitting people who were in his way. He refuses to accept defeat. It was his hospital and his patients, he couldn't make someone tell him what to do.
The only option was the stairs and Avery's mom was good as dead. He wheeled the stretcher to the stairs. Looking at the long stairs, he took a deep breath.
" You were going to die anyway. "
He was ready to push the stretcher down the stairs when he heard a familiar cold voice.
"I dare you, Charles Edison " Alex bellowed
Why was he always late when it came to Avery and her situation?
He just found out Charles was in the lobby and now he was going to push Avery's mom down the stairs.
" Move aside from her before I make a hole in your head." Alex threatened.
Charles ripped off the mask from his face. He inhaled the disinfected air into his lungs.
" Fuck off, Gibson. She is mine."
" Not anymore Edison."
Alex took a step forward;
" One step forward and I push her to her death."
Alex chuckled darkly, no one had ever threatened him and here he was being threatened by a mentally ill person.
" Are you wishing for dead? Get away from her."
" Make me," Charles said as he pushed the stretcher down the stairs.
He had to distract Alex one way or another and that was his only way.
" NO!" Alex screamed.
He shot Charles as he was about to move. Two shots in both of his legs would make him regret his decision.
Taking Charles down, Alex ran down the stairs trying to stop the stretcher from going any further.
" This won't do. " he said to himself.
He paused trying to find a way to stop it. Looking around he had to risk himself to save her. The only solution was to jump down the rails to keep ahead of the stretcher. Right on time to save her. He had to protect his head and back.
There were twenty stairs and the stretcher was halfway through a dead end.
" Wish me luck," he said to himself before jumping off the rails