Sunday: December 23, 2007 Who: Zane, Hayate, and Chris When: Late morning, a few hours after this Where: Medical Pavilion What: Hayate is treated for his near-death experience
Zane was beginning to wonder just what sort of people were living in Elysium. This was the second time he had been confronted with a poisoning. The first had been Malcolm with a substance that mimicked a heart attack. This time, a vampire was given blood thinners. It wasn't a "traditional" form of poisoning, but for a vampire blood thinners were deadly. Zane had a hard time believing that it had been accidental especially since the blood bank in the pavilion took every precaution with the blood they gave the vampire population. It had gotten into this man's blood supply, and someone had put it there.
The doctor did not have any physical proof of the supposed act, but he clearly remembered being approached by a nurse over a month ago with disturbing news:
"Doctor Smith, there's a vial of blood thinner missing from inventory."
"What? How?"
"We don't know, Sir, we only know that we have one less than the count last night."
"Is anything else missing?"
"No, Sir, just the blood thinner."
"If it's only one vial, then it must be a miscount. Just recount them again, and then get someone else to double check your work."
"Yes, Sir."
He didn't think anything of it then, and considering the fact that no other vials had gone missing since that time, Zane was convinced that it was a fluke. The result of a miscount and nothing more, but seeing this vampire on the verge of death made him think otherwise. Though the time in between the missing vial and the poisoning was over a month, the coincidence was far too big to overlook. Zane had a feeling that the missing vial of blood thinner was the very same that was used upon this man.
Zane had alerted the Head Council of the incident, and they had already sent a team of investigators to the vampire's cottage to collect any evidence. It was a long shot, but maybe they could find something at his house. Zane hoped they did.
He and the medical pavilion staff had worked tirelessly all morning to rid the vampire of the blood thinners that were coursing through his body. Miraculously, the vampire (whom they later found was named Hayate Ishikawa) had brought himself to the Medical Pavilion before he collapsed in a heap. Since then, they had been overloading him with Vitamin K, while simultaneously running his blood through a dialysis machine to clear it of the anticoagulant. It had worked, though the patient was still unconscious at the moment. All they could do now was wait to see if the vampire would pull through.
The doctor looked down at the patient, and then at the young girl who had refused to leave the vampire's side ever since she arrived a few hours ago. Zane sighed deeply. "Are you sure you don't want to go home and rest? Maybe get something to eat?" Zane didn't have the heart to tell her that the vampire had been poisoned. It wasn't the kind of news you gave to a young girl, and so he kept his answers vague, and instructed the nurses to do the same.