"My four days expired last night." He told Luke, shoving his way past him. He had spoke more to himself than Luke; As far as Gabriel was concerned, Luke had no idea of Gabriel's condition. He returned back to the clinic promptly, a handgun at his side, a sword on his back, and a satchel over his shoulder, almost the size of a duffle bag. "Where do you think you're going?" Alice asked. "I'm going to help those people." He responded, shoveling medical supplies into his bag. "Gabriel, don't be foolish." Alice warned. Gabriel ignored, beginning to head out of the clinic. "You can't help everyone, Gabriel!" Alice shouted, a second voice mixing in Gabriel's head as more memories rushed to him.<br/><br/>