There was a conference that Taylor hadn't been invited to. Taylor only knew because he had come to work early to get a head start on the day. With all his peers gone, he'd asked the night attendant, who was surprised he wasn't there. Taylor had kindly asked where it was being held, and from there, he went solo. He listened in with his stethoscope and didn't like what he was hearing. "those cannibals can't be released! they shouldn't have come here in the first place!" Dr. Sans growled out. "Those things need to be put in prison or a penitentiary." Another doctor agreed. "They need to be put down, and their doctor, psycho evaluated." Taylor pulled away from the wall. They needed to leave. He needed to get them out now! Taylor had never went to a room so fast in his entire career as a doctor in this fucked up clinic. "I need you two to come with me." There was no time for formalities, and the boys seemed to sense that as Taylor moved as fast as he could to remove their IVs. "There's a door outside just down the hall. I can park out there, and we can go."

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Not a word was said, and not a question was asked about what was going on. Not until Taylor was already a fugitive of the law, driving away in his work van with the boys in the back. "the fuck is going on?" Horror growled in confusion. "They were gonna take you away for your past. You and your brother. So you are coming with me to move out of state under a fake alias were I can continue to treat you until I'm convinced both of you are healthy." He smiled at Horror in the mirror. The skeleton found it to be a stretch, but didn't argue against it... Taylor was trying to keep them safe, and thats what mattered. "Can you too grab the essentials while I purchase a Uhaul and pick it up? Just things to eat off of, and something to sleep on. Also help yourselves to the food- just don't overstuff yourselves-" With those orders given, Horror shrugged and found a box. He used newspaper to separate the plates, bowls, and cups. He also grabbed a pan and a strainer, plus utensils. Crooks worked on grabbing two beds and dragging their mattresses to the living room.

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The reclining chair was taken too, Horror had let Taylor know that that is where they would sleep until  they got him a bed. Taylor reluctantly agreed, seeing as they didn't have much time. Once more, Crooks stated in the back, this time of his own volition. Taylor was fine with this, Crooks stood out a lot more than Horror. The skeleton in question had his hood up and was hiding his face by keeping it down. "I'm sorry about this, Bones... I didn't know what to do..." Taylor apologized. Horror shook his head. "thank you... i never expected any of this... so thanks, taylor..." Horror may have been on thr run yet again, but he was happy. Taylor... that doctor made him happy. He trusted him to keep them alive and well. Horror would protect Taylor with his life, he decided. It was the least he could do after Taylor risked his for the protection of Horror and his brother. Yes... Horror would carry out every order without question, like he had with Nightmare. That was the sort of trust he placed in Taylor now.