The Phantom Hospital

Young Layla is forced into a hospital after the death of her protesting parents. The guards told her everything she'd need to do to heal and cure patients. What they didn't tell her was what it would cost her.

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Some patients will die. But as Layla figures out from another doctor that the medicines they're using are illegal, she sets out to kill each phantom in her way. Unfortunately, that will mean a long time of fighting her way out... and looking for the weak spot. But can she escape in time?

'''The clock is ticking, and Layla doesn't have much time to make sure that these plants are gone... and she needs help.'''

'''Can she convince the doctors to help save the phantoms before she gets caught killing each of the monsters? It will take an entire team to take the place down... and start a rebellion against phantoms and the use of their healing plants.'''

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Credits/Guide
This story was made by Safetyfireluv.

If another story is like this, please report immediately.

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The credits for this story are to my sister, Wolfie, and my younger sister, as well as all my readers! Later into the story, I'll be taking the first few people to comment and acknowledging them in many blog posts as this series continues.

Thank you, and have a great time reading!

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Take note that Layla is a purple leopard, with blue eyes and red and grey gauntlets.

Chapter One: The Beginning
I was led by chain through a darkening corridor. Just when I thought my ability to see would be gone as well as my hope, I saw light.

The sudden brightness burned my eyes, but I forced myself to stare into its depths. I didn't see that much; however; I did see creatures. Creatures in cages. I peered closer. One had blood on his snout, that surely couldn't be his own. I read the label as we passed.

It said his blood was pink, and he prefered C? What was that, and what did it mean?

Continuing through another set of corridors, we finally reached what I thought to be a main room. I hadn't seen nothing yet, but I didn't know that then, of course, since I proceeded to be amazed by its vastness.

Finally, we made it to a set of large doors on the other side. Each labeled a different sort of service. We went through a door labeled "HoSpAtiAL". I didn't know if the misspelling was purposeful or not, because I didn't get a closer glimpse as we passed through the doors, half of my large chain scraping the floor we'd stepped on not seconds ago.

The door closed on half of it. I expected us to have to turn around, but it broke off easily. I smiled inwardly to myself. If it was that easy to break, then I'd be free in no time!

Unfortunately, that probably helped the guards anyway. The shorter it got, the more useful it was.. for them. Suddenly, my chain was unlocked. There was nowhere to run, and it was heavily guarded. If I had a weapon, I'd manage to shoot a wall before I got killed off myself. Sighing, I turned toward the guards as we stopped.

Since there wasn't the option to escape anymore, perhaps if I pleaded with them they'd give up and let me walk around by myself. If I was the falling, weak type, they might better than if I begged. Then, they'd probably have no choice but to shoot me anyway. They nodded gruffly in the direction of... well, forward, and I turned to look.

That was definitely not what I expected.

Shelves on the side were lined with experiments and potions, like a sort of science lab. On the back wall, there were jars of purple and black goo. I'd heard of this before, but soon I learned why they were there.

Directly in front of me were hospital beds- but something was different about them. They weren't long.. they had bottles in front of them, scanners, and X-rays all over the place, and their bed shape was different. Looking at one of the beds, I figured out why.

A single phantom laid down over there, it's eye closed. I peered closer at a nearer one. I'd never seen them up close, just pictures my parents used to show me before bed. Tears formed in my eyes, but quickly dissolved as I was shoved into a different room. I had a sort of conference explaining my job with an actual animal. As she got up for more paper or forms or something, I almost fainted or fell out of my chair... or both.

Her

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