Chapter Three: Saviour


    Xavier opened his eyes to the sound of a heart-rate monitor beeping to his right. A man with spectacles and a face-mask sat on a pouffe in the corner of the ward.


    “Um… why… who-” Xavier stuttered.


    “Take it easy, little man.” the doctor told Xavier.


    “W- why are you calling me ‘little man’?”


    “Because I feel like it.”


    “Oh,” Xavier continued. “Logical.”


    “Yeah. I know what you’re about to say-” the doctor started, but was interrupted by Xavier.


    “Why am I here?” Xavier questioned.


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    “Seen it coming.”


    “Wha-?”


    “Anyways,” the doctor continued. “You’re here because you ate a cheeseburger containing staphylococcus.”


    “Staphylo- what?” Xavier asked confusedly.


    “You got food poisoning.”


    “What? Then, how come Viktor didn’t get sick and pass out like I did? He ate a burger from the exact same batch and everything.” Xavier interrogated profusely.


    “The bacteria wasn’t there by mistake, no. I believe that someone is out to get you.” the doctor stated.


    “I- oh no.”


    “What?”


    “I know who did it.” Xavier said, as a wave of realisation hit him like a truck.


    Xavier told the doctor about the incident at the metro station.


    “So, let me get this straight. You were chased down by some terrorists in a metro station and this incident has led to this one in which you were poisoned by carcinogenic bacteria?” the doctor said, catching his breath afterwards.


    “Carcino-what… doesn’t matter. Yeah, I think so.” Xavier said reassuringly.


    “Your point?” the doctor questioned.


    “They need to be stopped.”


    “Well, obviously,” the doctor agreed. “Viktor’s outside; follow me.”