Gabriel appears at the door to the infirmary, carrying a girl he picked up on his way here. The crows got her face, leaving long bleeding welts here and there. He's not sure what got her midsection. She's bleeding pretty badly.

He doesn't announce that they need help, he thinks their arrival should signal that just fine. He sets the girl on a bench with a few words he hopes are comforting and then he straightens up, intending to find someone in charge.

A wave of nausea hits him, hard. His body tries to compensate, his rapid healing trying to make it right but there's nothing physical to heal, no inner ear trouble or digestive difficulty making the nausea manifest. So his ability ratchets it back a few degrees but then it comes rushing back.

He thinks he's going to be sick. He staggers for one of the sinks, beside a man scrubbing his hands, and that's when he sees it. There's some creature coming up out of the drain. The nausea is nearly unbearable now that he's right near it. This thing has to be causing it.

"Move away," he tells the man beside him, grasping his arm and trying to shove him to safety. "I don't know what that is but we need to get away from it."