[Havoc]

The doctor patted off his white coat as he looked up to Charger.
'I'l help you, but then I want answers to my questions...' he bargined.
Charger chuckled in a sarcastic manner.
'First fix my arm up, then you might get your answers.'
The doc nodded, then took a closer look at Charger arm.
'I am doctor Oran, by the way,' he said. 'And what happened to your arm anyway?'
'Little accident at Uber Dam...' Charger mumbled.
Doc. Oran looked up to him.
'You were at Uber Dam? What were you doing all the way out there? And how did you get here so fast?'
'Would you stop with the damn questions already?! We got here by car okay! Now get to work!'
'Yes yes... ofcourse...'
He took a few minutes examening Charger's arm, then came to a stunning conclusion.
'It's broken...'
Charger had trouble not beating him into a wall again.
'No shit Sherlock...'
'You'll need some small surgery to fix it up again, after that you'll be able to use your arm pretty quickely again.'
Charger grinned. At least that was good news.
'I'l try to rally up some co-workers here at the hospital to do this quietly,' Doc. Oran said. 'If word gets out you're in the hospital we'll be in big trouble.'
Charger nodded.
'Sounds like a good idea.'
The doctor gestured him to a diffrent door and opened it.
'Lets get going then, the faster we do this the better.'
Charger looked back at Art for a moment.
'I'l be fine from here on, Arthur. Go back to the truck and get the others to savety. I'l catch up with you guys eventualy.'
Then he stepped trough the door and closed it behind him, leaving Art in the room.