The plain white walls, the smell of antiseptic covering every inch of the building - there was no mistaking that this hospital tormented its patients with such plain, yet confronting, features. Occasionally, at night (and even more rarely, during the day), the screams and cries for help could be heard echoing through out the halls of Bethlehem Royal. Some embraced this new environment, knowing full well that they were sealed here because they were infected. Others were sure that they were locked up as part of some conspiracy: the 'infections' mentioned were simply fabrication, an excuse to persecute them for their plans, beliefs, or even the smallest discriminations.
Despite what anyone thought, however, the harsh reality was that there was indeed a deadly infection - and the ever growing body count in the hospital's morgue was first hand evidence of the truth...
Uryuu hadn't spent much time within the walls of the building, but he was able to quickly deduce that the smell of bodies were quite strong. Being a seasoned murderer himself, he knew the stench of a dead body like no other - and despite the hospital staff's attempts to disguise the ever growing count in the morgue, or even its location, Uryuu easily deduced it's location and, when he was free from his daily routine, snuck away from the peering eyes of the staff to examine the contents of the room he smelt every night since his incarceration.
For a place that the Bethlehem Royal orderlies made such an effort to disguise, the security around the morgue was non-existant. Maybe because they had to focus their efforts so much on preventing patients from escaping that they simply lacked the manpower to guard every important room in the building. Without a moment of hesitation, the stronger smell of corpses evoking a bloodlust within Uryuu's mind, he barged through the door to a graphic scene:
A body lay propped on an operating table, suggesting that autopsies were performed in this room too. Surrounding it, on the three remaining walls of the room, were large cabinets and drawers accompanied by a nametag on each drawer - presumably where the bodies were kept. A grin grew across Uryuu's face: he had heard rumours on the streets that people died in quite... unique ways in Bethlehem Royal, but he never imagined he would see it first hand. Yet here he was, to him this room was Nirvana.
Pulling off the sheets on the operating table, Uryuu exposed a young man whom the staff were preparing to perform an autopsy on. His skin had corroded and melted, in some instances all the way down to the bone. Yet, the most confronting feature was the man's broken left leg - an indication that this man suffered and had to walk while suffering from whatever caused this. Unable to keep his thoughts restricted to his own mind, Uryuu whispered to himself in an excited tone:
"Oh? I wonder how fast acting this is? Maybe I could learn how to produce it if it's instant"
It was the first time Uryuu had seen someone reduced to this state, and the uniqueness would make his 'work' stand out more to the public as it was found. Sure, he was already a feared murder in Japan with a national reputation as a feared serial killer. Hell even Interpol and other international agencies had provided, to an extent, assistance to the Japanese government to help catch him. Yet if he could perfect an art like this, Uryuu would set himself apart from any other killer in the past.
He would truly be one of a kind...
Filled with vigor at the sight before him, Uryuu began to pull open the drawers one by one and studied the sights before him: a woman who had torn her own throat out, a suicide victim, a man who barely weighed more than the drawer he had been placed in. Every case was unique - it would appear that the infection either mutated differently per person, or that multiple existed. Regardless, Uryuu studied each closely and got more and more excited as he discovered a more unique and 'beautiful' sight with every body he pulled out.
His indulgence got the better of him, however. With a momentary lapse of concentration he yanked a drawer out too far and it came caressing to the ground with a large bang. The force was so strong that the lifeless body inside popped up on impact and hung half-in half-out of the casing as a result. There was no doubt that someone had heard the noise, and with his quick deductions Uryuu seized the scalpel beside the operating table and leaned up against the wall where the door was.
If one of the staff comes in, this is my chance to figure out how one can control these infections. If it's another patient... well I guess it's business as usual...
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