[Scene: Hospital Lobby, Late Afternoon]
Agilan sits on a bench, clutching a small bag of personal items. His body feels drained, though the system’s enhancements keep him steady. Vinod approaches, looking concerned but trying to act casual.
Vinod:
“Alright, Agilan. Let’s get you home. You need to rest.”
Agilan: (quietly)
“Vinod, something’s wrong. I feel… different.”
Vinod:
“Yeah, no kidding. I saw what you did in the hospital. Those tendrils, or whatever they were… But for now, just focus on getting better. We’ll figure this out.”
Vinod (after long pause) :
"Alright agilan, Its getting time, I have to go to college by now"
Agilan :
"Okay Da, And Ill Take A Leave For Today"
Vinod:
"Sure Da"
Agilan :
"Bye Da!"
"Later, Some scientists are researching the meteor when it suddenly breaks apart. From the meteor, more molded creatures emerge. One of the molded creatures transforms a scientist into a monster, and the infected begin attacking the other scientists and eventually people. The monsters only hunt at night, except for one molded creature that survives both day and night. I Think this creature will be the King of the Molded"
Agilan:( Thinking Himself)
"I Think This King Of The Mold One Who I Saw In Hospital"
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