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Fandom Clinic, Tuesday

Was Stabby still a pirate crab-tain? Well, he didn't have a hat and an eyepatch anymore, so probably not.

What he did have was a needle.

"Why."

"Vaccinations," one of the nurses replied. At Will's flat stare, they 'elaborated': "Stabbinations."

"The crab is absolutely not vaccinating anyone for anything," Will said firmly, and went to go check on their patient.

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Do not trust the crab to vaccinate you.

No stabby crabbys in here.

Everything is bleh and I am already regretting my decision not to call in sick today.

Currently occupied by someone who unfortunately fell back asleep before he could give his name.

Stark did not want any stabbinations, thank you. He did want to stop in and check on the mysterious patient though so he stopped off at the clinic while out wandering the island that morning.

"Is he doing alright?" Stark asked Will when he stopped at the desk. "Any better?"

Which was just as well, really, from Arthur's point of view. As far as he knew, he was still wanted in Arkham for either questioning or murder.

He woke up feeling a little less out of it today, listened for a moment, then murmured, "John?"

"Yes, Arthur, we're alone at the moment. And we're still in the hospital. From the light, it seems to be midmorning. There have been a few nurses by, and that doctor is still here somewhere. This place looks different than the last hospital we were in, but not in a bad way. It's...brighter. Sleeker."

"Well, Harper's Hill was a small town. Maybe we're in a bigger city now. I think I remember...did he say Maryland?"

"Yes. Some place called Fandom Island."

Arthur shook his head. "I've never heard of it."

"And you would know better than I. He also specified Earth, which is a bit worrying."

"You think it means he knows about the Dreamlands? Or that we came from there?"

"I don't know, Arthur. We'll have to be careful."

Arthur nodded. He shifted in the bed and grimaced at the feel of the cast. "Particularly since it doesn't look like I'm going anywhere fast."

“Hey,” Travis greeted. “How’s the patient? I found some of his thing over on the causeway where he showed up.”

“Knock knock,” Travis said, doing that obnoxious thing where people said it while knocking on the door. Which was at least a step up from only saying it and not actually knocking.

“Stable,” Will reported. “He woke up not too long ago, if you want to go see for yourself.”

“Improving. Better than yesterday. I’m sure he’d appreciate you bringing his things by, or you can leave them with me and I’ll give them to him.” He didn’t know Travis well enough to tell if he was one of those types who maintained a professional distance from patients.

"It's the man that brought us here yesterday," John supplied.

"Oh. Hello." Arthur nodded in the direction of the door.

Liz was feeling a bit nervous about her check up but Prompto was here and he was going to be able to be there with her.

So she approached the front desk, “hi,” she said softly.

"I think I will," Stark said. "Thank you."

“Great! I’ll swing in and say hi.”

Did he check back in on everyone he rescued? Not typically. But Fandom didn’t have that many people to rescue on a regular basis, and odds were this guy would be sticking around, so Travis was checking in.

“Hey,” Travis said. “You probably don’t remember me. I’m Travis, the one who found you on the road yesterday. Good to see you a bit more alert today.”

Oh look, another visitor checking in on the patient.

"Hello?"

"Oh, yes. I should probably say thank you," Arthur answered. "Where are we?"

"This is the strange man from yesterday," John told Arthur. "The one with half a mask."

"Hello," Arthur answered, trying not to sound as wary as he was.

"I wanted to check on you," Stark said, keeping his voice quiet. "You look much better than when you came in."

"You're in the clinic in Fandom, Maryland," Travis said, setting Arthur's bag down on the bedside table and pulling up a chair. "It's a small town outside Baltimore. It's, uh. Kind of a weird place, though, so I won't be surprised if the last place you were wasn't anywhere near Baltimore, Maryland. Or even Earth."

"We looked like shit when we came in."

"I'm sure," Arthur answered them both. "Sorry, are you the nurse, or...?"

"He's brought our bag!" John announced, and Arthur let go of some of his tension.

"Weird how?" he asked. "The doctor, he said we were on Earth."

"I work here," Stark said. "More of a... medic? I'm Stark."

Arthur nodded. "Where is here?" The more information he got from different sources, the more likely he was to get to the truth.

"The clinic," Stark said hesitantly. "This building is, at least. The island is Fandom. It's near Maryland. On this version of Earth."

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Fandom Clinic, Tuesday

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