Don't drug me

Axel Alcatraz is now in the car driving to the hospital with the position still holding the figure of the woman he loves so much. He hadn't even taken a minute to take his attention away from his pale face, which looked like the bloodstains had dried up a bit.

"What did that bastard do to you, honey? To bleed like this," said Axel, who was now overcome with worry. "Hopefully nothing bad happens to his head. If there's any damage to the nervous system or brain, I'm really going to kill that bastard by making that bastard regret ever being born."

Feeling like time was moving very slowly, Axel turned his gaze forward to look at the road. Then turned to look at the driver. "Couldn't it be any faster?" shouted Axel with his face red from being overcome by anger.