"Doctor Wyatt!" A flurry of footsteps approached him, followed by two nurses and a security guard. Upon finding him leaning weakly against the wall, they panicked. "Doctor Wyatt, are you okay?! Goodness, your neck…!"
Wyatt knew that there would be hideous finger marks around his neck, especially when the sentinel didn't even hesitate to block his airway, his eyes were cold in silent determination to kill. Wyatt had never seen him before, which was a weird thing because rank A sentinels in the world could be measured in two digits and there was no way they could avoid going to hospital at some point of a time. Their medical reports must have been archived in the hospital and coincidentally, one of Wyatt's favourite pastimes to do was to skim through medical reports like he was reading a very interesting novel.
More importantly, why…? Why did a sentinel want to kill him? He didn't seem like holding a grudge, more like… like someone ordered him to do so.
