Where are the Negroes?? to

This strange story was told by a friend.
About our common friend.
Former Special Forces (and yet they are "former" are not), 120 kge and under
Two meters away, I noticed that six blacks had picked up a bag from his neighbor. The one with the bag prudently ran away, and the others
“They typically took the defense, and, say, it’s not foolish to intervene...”
What was further is not difficult to describe. One against five is even for the special forces, let’s say, a bit problematic. Although the end was clear in advance - the hospital, the traumatology department. For all of us!!! to
Moreover, Romka managed to cope with brain shock and scarring, and the Negro's affairs were much worse - numerous fractures, mostly in the joints.
Doctors, as always, were distinguished by humanity and understanding. They are all in one room!! Six is calculated.

A story in his name.
I come to myself, the eye from under the blanket pulled out...Opa! And on the neighboring beds, those slugs, each half in the plaster!
and smoked.
did not help. Exactly they.
I get up and get out of the blanket. I stand up. I see. Oh, and there is no one! Did I go out of the coil? Oh... how it wasn’t – electricity that was!
I stand up.
Well, the back turns and with the coordination of the movements is not all exactly... maybe what was broken?
It is already constructive. I need to find out what they are cutting.
I go. I take out a nursing nurse and ask for a “sick history.” I understand the medical carcasses – yes, no, nothing like that was not carved... where are the glucose?
I am returning to explore the area. Someone was lying on the bed. Even the mattresses are warm. Not the glue. Where did it all go? Well, let’s go searching.
To bend (under the beds to check) with a broken back was somewhat problematic, as was inspecting the ventilation windows. But from increased brain activity, the brain became easier. The search operation continued. Captured the doctor.
They were lying here...who?
Together with you brought. The Negroes.
Where are they divided?
Where are they going in the gips? You broke it all! Yes, the mentions are now
They want to come and talk to you...
Unnecessary proof that it’s not glue, but...!!! Where did the Negro go? In the gips? And the mentions... they will say that I’ve put them up in the fortress, and then prove that I don’t even know where the fortress is... The worst thing is that I remember yesterday’s events magnificently.
After evaluating Situbin, I begin to feel completely healthy and thirsty to find blacks as proof that I did not kill them. He just beat. For the purpose of self-defense.
I put the entire traumatology staff on the ears. I instructed. other territory. The nurses in the pace of wrapping the chambers, checking even in the tubes.
The doctor ran to shake the watcher - well, five blacks in the plaster are hard to not notice. Then the mentions appeared. It is great!
Indeed, the mentions turned out to be normal guys and got into the situation.
Join the search.

The Negro was found. In the bathroom, closed from the inside, and more precisely, in the bathroom itself, where they stumbled together with the "gips" and also covered with dirty underwear. Masked this way.
I also found a translator.
He explained that when they saw me rise, they also recovered quickly.

I was discharged and the Negro was put back in bed.