7 Billion Pills

The world has been swept by an unusual migraine tablet...
And no-one can seem to get rid of it.
The burden falls on Miss Katie Chase to stop the pill's effects from spreading...

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11. Desperate times call for desperate measures

I ran out into the corridor, hitching my skirt up roughly and scanning the hall in an act of desperation. "Doctor? Doctor!" I hollered, though to no avail, until a thin, bony hand tapped me on the shoulder. I spun around, only to come face to face with the myserious doctor from the lift earlier, a wide smirk plastered over his face.

"Hello, Miss Chase, I am at your service," he bowed whimsically, still smirking, and i returned with a glower.

"Stop acting like a clown, there is an epidemic at hand." I grasped his mouth protector with one hand, pulled it up infront of his face, and let it ping harshly against his skin, my eyes narrowed.

"I'm from California." he stated bluntly, still with his eyes transfixed on mine.

"What?" I spat, confused.

"Sorry, I thought we were stating the blindingly obvious," he continued, eyebrows raised above his mask. I exhaled deeply, before proceeding to strut off infront of him.

"I'm a Doctor, by the way, Doctor Villa,"

I kept looking forward.

"Well, Doctor Villa, did no-one tell you I run a tight ship around here?"

I swivveled round on one heel, my eyes boring into his.

"You were late this morning." I said coolly, tapping my foot on the floor in a monotonous rythm.

"No I wasn't!" he protesed, but his weak lies weren't going to decieve me easily.

"Well, judging by the fact that your voice was louder and higher just then... About 13 decibels, actually, and that smear of mud across your shoe, you've been leaving flecks of it all over the hospital. Now, I understand you to be a very organised person, Dr. Villa," he opened his mouth to speak, but I shushed him hurriedly, "And I can tell by both your facial expression when you saw the reports on the clinic desk, and the way you eat with equal proportion each different food groups," I looked him up and down again, "And judging by the fact that you have forgotten your tie clip this morning shows you were in rather a desperate hurry. Now, don't complain that you're new, because I found the terms and conditions of dress codes in your pocket," I pointed to a pocket scruffily hanging from his lab coat on the left side of his torso, "Which were read by you, and no-one else, I can tell that by the crease on the corner, yet relatively recently, judging by the fresh fingerprints. So, you were in a hurry. You accidentally trod in a puddle of some sort this morning, as you rushed to work. Also, you breathing was slightly higher than average when you came into my room early this morning, and your walk was uneven as though one had just been running..."

I paused, looking at him callously, "So, Doctor, as I said before... You were late this morning."

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