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located in Sabrie, a part of Limerance, one of the many universes on RPG.




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Doll felt as though she were dying. Her temperature was running high, entire body far too warm. Normally, a fever was a sign of healing, it meant that the body was working harder to fix itself, now though, it didn't seem to be helping at all, only making the girl's condition worse. Her hands were balled into fists, clutching the blanket like a vise. Her eyes closed, breathing hard. She couldn't speak, pain filling every ounce of her being.

Xavier was looking at his hands, eyes wide. His head hurt, skull feeling as though it had been split in two. What had he done? He hadn't even remembered taking the vial in his hands. He wasn't even sure where it had come from. There was a voice in his head, sickly sweet as it told him what to do, feeling a desire to submit, knowing everything would be better if he didn't resist the voice insisting for him to do it.

Dr. Atarashi came in, Xavier got up and went to the bathroom, leaving them alone. "This doesn't make sense." He mumbled, watching the machine, he went through the cabinets, looking for something that could help, anything that could get her stable again. "Can you tell me where it hurts?" Doll shook her head, a whimper coming from her mouth due to the small motion. There was nothing else he could do, Dr. Atarashi went back to the table, taking something from his pocket. It was an opaque white liquid, simply labeled GHOST. An experimental drug not approved for either species. It only took a few seconds, but the Doctor could tell it wasn't working. Doll let out a sound that sounded like pure pain. Her back arched, lips pressed together.

"Stop," Doll managed to get out. They had exhausted their plethora of pain medicine, anymore and the dose would be lethal. A voice dripped into her head. Doctor Atarashi had to go, Ren was calling him about Zero. The words were sickly sweet, wrapping around her like and embrace. Dots danced in her vision when she attempted to open her eyes. Xavier returned from the bathroom, walking over quickly, eyes dull. He grabbed the oxygen tank, disconnecting it.

And then she was suffocating, attempting to draw in oxygen but it was like fire in her lungs. The voice in her head told her not to struggle, the dots growing worse. "Sleep," it beckoned, "we'll be together once more soon."

"No!" Doll cried, but her voice was weak, more a whisper. "I don't want to go." Doll could no longer see, her vision turning dark as her head spun. Finally she went limp, head lulling to the side. Quickly Xavier reconnected the oxygen, then crumpled to the ground. Madame's workers were on the inside, puppets who had heard her voice. It would only be a few hours before Madame had her toys.