Terry walked into the hospital wing, Lykke still in his arms. He walked over to an empty bed, and slowly placed her on the bed. His uniform was already wet because of her, but he didn't mind. At least people could see his six pack, since it was already see-through. "Anyone here?" he shouted, wondering where the hell was the nurse. Lykke could get some cold-water related disease, and it could be really deadly. She needed help, and fast.