[there's no answer. faintly, he can hear a quiet drip, drip. when he gets the door open...
the doctor is laying face-down at his desk, half hanging from the edge of it. a red liquid drips onto the floor from his fingertips, slowly forming a small pool at his feet—
in the next moment Add snores loudly.
he knocked over one of Elsword's blood samples.... also, he hasn't slept right in weeks. he probably shouldn't have spent an extra hour analyzing the whole damn fog wall but yknow.]
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the doctor is laying face-down at his desk, half hanging from the edge of it. a red liquid drips onto the floor from his fingertips, slowly forming a small pool at his feet—
in the next moment Add snores loudly.
he knocked over one of Elsword's blood samples.... also, he hasn't slept right in weeks. he probably shouldn't have spent an extra hour analyzing the whole damn fog wall but yknow.]