My briefcase seem to always be drawn towards yours. ❞ They admit. Scarf practically hugs around their face to hide their slight worry from her domain. Seemed dark! Could sense the place had a strangely evil presence to it. Or maybe it's her?
❝ Surprised found myself here? Shouldn't be. Since that coat of mine does wonders when it comes to traveling! ❞ They slip out a snicker while glancing side to side just to have a better look around their ward. Could already see plenty of equipments lying around.
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a deep inhale followed by the closing of her eyelids. pocket had wandered far too deep into a domain they could scarcely comprehend, leaving the nurse in a noticeably sour mood. how had they gotten in here, anyway? her ward was sacred, and what transpired beyond those doors .c.
Bloodied syringes, needles and scalpels by each table. Dirty and empty satchel bags that looked like they belonged to some poor souls that may have been experimented on.
❝ Still keeping busy I see? As to why I'm here. Not quite sure about that myself...
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