The Horse Hospital

Maya came up to Paul, checking his hot forehead.
"Someone will take you to the operating room soon, they' will export this bubo, love"
despite being armed to the teeth, she was the only ascendant to refer to.
Then Paul was dreaming of being anestethetized and to wake up
only when everything would be back to normal.

Meanwhile a man was caming followed by other two white coats.
Maya turned and went to meet him.
"is he, Paul? Why is not immobilized?" asked the man, short and balding.
"Why did it take so long?" replied Maya.
"must be kept alive," 'said the man bypassing Maya towards the host.
"What? It must be exported. You wont get information from him."

The man did Paul sit on the couch and checked his eyes and tongue.
Paul sighed:
"Are you the anesthetist? would prefer the general please"
"Of course Paul" -the man began to look for something
in the larder cabinet and he turned with a phial that emptied with a 90 ml syringe.
Maya came back determined - "I' have found the host.
it is my responsibility. Too many people have died last time. It should be removed immediately and isolated."

the man as he didn' t ear her voice, turned to Paul:
"Listen, Paul.  this thing now it will grow in you.
you will become so magnetic you may charge cell phones with your orifices.
the only thing can save you, do what we say, give us the informantions, and you will not suffer."

"i don' t have any information man, you have to get this surgery done " paul baffled.

The man gave his back to Paul towards the men in lab coats hurrying  away after his order to prepare the isolation room and went on with his monolog toward Maya, while by backlight he was empting the air from the syringe:
"and i remind that you are mercenary paid.
you should only follow orders.
your only duty is  to eliminate, not to save them."

So unexpectedly from behind with a swiftness almost unaware, Paul grabbed the syringe that the man held up  empting it into his belly  at the height of the navel while with the other arm tight around the neck leading him on the ground.

As the man last gasps , finally Paul lifted his gaze...a gleaming blade was cutting it into two.
Behind Maya staring at him waiting for his next move.
Paul hung his head.
"I'm not a guinea pig. you rather kill me."

then the wayward Maya asked him:
"have you ever ridden a horse?"