Meanwhile outside the hospital:<br/>Having been in the neighborhood looking for work Monica stopped at a nearby convenient store to buy a pack of cigarettes when a big military presence made her uneasy. She paid the man for her cigarettes thanked him. She opened the pack an lit one up then tugged at the hood pulling it forward concealing her identity her long black trench duster nearly dragging the ground as she walks. Her black sleeveless shirt depicts an image of a jumble of video game characters, her shorts are cutoffs which she's decorated with flowers and vines with pastel paints. A pair of faded well worn combat boots on her feet and fishnet stockings cover her legs. She takes a seat on a bench at a bus stop puffing on her cigarette as she carefully surveys the area watching the commotion as it ensues. After finishing her cigarette she stands up and casually walks by what appeared to be a local gangbanger leaning against a wall. "Hi handsome I'm Monica, looking for some fun?" She asks with a wink. The man taken back by the approach hesitates his response scratching his head curiously before replying. "What kinda fun we talking lil' gir?" He asks with a shrug.<br/>Monica smiles taking his hand. "More fun than you could imagine sugar." She winks looking around making sure noones paying attention to them once she's sure she's not being watched she discharges her power and the man crumbles to the ground in an instant.<br/>She walks up the block a few feet and yells. "Help, someone help, there's something wrong with him." She scans looking for a cop or entity knowing her powers leave no evidence of foul play since it overloads Nueral systems it leaves her victims appearing to have died of natural causes. Confident in her plan she continues to holler for help.