[Mint]

The redhead dropped his spoon and held his head, swaying a bit on the bench.

Cables and wires...IV cords hanging out of his arms and fluids pumping into him non-stop. He couldn't think...the chirping the of machines he was wired to was drowning out everything else...except for the constant murmur from the children in the building...

Red blinked and shook his head to clear it. What the hell had that been. He looked up and saw the three figures in front of him.

"He did ask you a question." A tall blonde with black streaks in his hair said- his eyes locked onto Red coldly.