There is someone else in the hospital, creeping from room to room and trying to avoid notice. John looks entirely human, his only defining trait the sigil stamped across his face, centered over his left eye. And all the scars.

His clothes are threadbare, nondescript, scavenged from places like this one... except for the vivid yellow cloak and cowl which shades his face. It's not an outfit suited to stealth. Still, the moment Heat turns in his direction, he flinches back behind a corner and hopes to go ignored.