I have nothing on my mind but an endless list of responsibilites to accomplish as I walk around the corner into a jet stream of cold water to the face. Flipping instantaneously into survival mode, I propel myself to the therapy room to procure my own water bottle as means of retaliation. Patients stare blankly as I, dripping wet, rush to find the one with the longest range. I smile politely and say "I'll be with you in just a moment," then race back to the front. Stopping at the corner to check the reflection in the picture on the wall, I see Dr. Vance's face peeking through the doorway to Dr. Adams' office, weapon at the ready. Understanding what needs to be done, and ignoring the warning yells from the coworkers behind me, I ninja roll the gap to the front of Chris's desk, dodging enemy fire. Just as I suspected, Dr. Vance is paralyzed by laughter at my complete lack of skill, leaving him unguarded! From my newly found perch I take advantage of the moment and fire several well aimed shots to the face. Realizing he's in danger Vance flees for the break room slamming the door behind him. Recalling my extensive military training I place myself as close to the wall as possible, blending in with my surroundings and prepared for any sudden movement. As the door slowly creeps open my bottle, skillfully positioned at eye level, temporarily blinds the assailant, but not enough as he lunges forward with an entire cup of freezing cold water, paralyzing the left side of my body. At this moment I know I have lost the battle. But like Dr. Claw, I will not be defeated!!
Next time Gadget! Next Time!!!
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