They lifted on three. On four, the blanket betrayed them.
It slid right out and flopped dramatically to the floor like it didn't want to exist anymore.
Arashi blinked down at it. "Well… There goes the blanket."
"It fought bravely" Obi whispered. "We have the person the blanket was trying to be friends with."
Raizen almost laughed. "I started to bond with that blanket!"
"It didn't like you back" Obi sighed.
Esen adjusted his grip. "Doesn't matter. We have human cargo."
"I prefer patient" Raizen said.
"I prefer mission-critical object" Arashi countered. "Now, move!"
They shuffled toward the door like a badly built table on eight uneven legs. Ichiro peeked both ways like a spy in a budget movie, and nodded.
"Clear. For now."
"For now" Arashi repeated. "He says that like it's not the most terrifying phrase ever invented."
"Shut up and go" Esen hissed.
They waddled into the hall. They tiptoed past patient rooms.
"Left" Arashi ordered.
