..~| An Uneasy Feeling |~.. [Regretevator]

[~.|.. The Hospital..|.~]

Last night was far from uneventful. All Split could remember were the terrified screams and how she was shoved out the door by piles of other NPCs trying to get away from the blood bath. Although she wasn't hurt in the process, many others were. Poor Spud.

Split walked down the hospital hallways with walls decorated in light shades of blue and green. She peeked through multiple unoccupied patient rooms until finally coming upon the two she wanted to see. She politely knocked before entering by DrRETRO's approval. On the hospital bed was Spud who was still knocked out from the chaos of last night. His hands were stained with his own blood and scars lead from his wrists to his neck. Split shuddered at his condition, quietly stepping over to the two. "DrRETRO... Will Spud be okay?" She asked with a bit of worry. "Don't worry, he'll live." DrRETRO reassured her "But those scars may be permanent." Split felt so bad for him. Kidnapped and tortured, now nearly mauled to death by Pilby? Hadn't he been through enough trauma?

Split sighed "May I see Pilby?"
"Yes, but be wary." DrRETRO warned "I don't know if they've snapped out of their hostile state yet."

Split simply nodded, extremely disturbed and afraid despite not showing it. She exited the room and went to the patient's room next to Spud's. She peeked through the tiny window. No signs of bloodshed or violence occurring in there. Split opened the door and quietly went inside. The room was dim and Pilby rested on a hospital bed, half awake and dizzy. "S.. Split?" Pilby mummered weakly, turning their head to look at her. Split kept a distance, careful not to end up like Spud.

"What are you doing here..." Pilby said "What.. What happened?"
Pilby stared down at their hands, faintly stained red from the blood of their victim.
"You went.. Uhm... Crazy." Split said, trying to put it lightly.
Pilby continued to stare at their hands in horror "Did.. Did I hurt someone?" Tears appeared in their eyes.
"N-no, don't worry about it." Split said, trying to lie and not make them feel awful.
"I .. I don't think you should be here." Pilby spoke "I don't wanna hurt you.."
Split was about to protest before suddenly deciding that maybe it was best if she left to let them rest.
"Okay..." She sighed, turning and exiting.

As Split walked back down the hallway, towards the exit, her head spiraled. These past weeks have been nothing but tragedies. Spud is hurt, MR is on the loose, Pilby went savage, Split lost her home.. Not to mention she also lost her lover...

Tears dripped down her face as the sound of Bive's dying scream rung through her head. The guilt and pain flooded her and consumed her. Why wouldn't this nightmare just end already? If only it was nothing but a bad dream.

Split stood there in the middle of that empty hallway, crying. No matter how hard she tried, the memory wouldn't go away.

"You poor, tragic little snail."

That voice, whispery and cold like none other Split had heard before.
Before she could even turn around, a figure slammed her through a door and into a pitch black room. Split fell over onto the ground. She could hear the sound of a door closing and locking as the fire flicked the light switch. The room was now dimly lit, but she could easily see it was Gnarpy, white-eyed like DrRETRO had described Pilby's eyes were during the attack. Split quickly stood up and backed away, grabbing a pair of surgical scissors and holding them in front of her.

Gnarpy just chuckled, smiling evilly.

"Careful, you might hurt yourself."
It clearly wasn't Gnarpy speaking.

"Show yourself!" Split yelled.

MR appeared behind Gnarpy, stepping in front of xim.
Split went pale. She backed up against the wall. She was gonna die, wasn't she?

"Hm. I guess you'll be a better soldier than that puny caterpillar."
"S-soldier?" Split said, her gaze turning back to Gnarpy.
It all seemed to tie together now.

"Don't be afraid now."
MR came closer. Split held out the scissors, preparing to stab.
Before she could act, Gnarpy snuck up on her and snatched the scissors right from her hands. MR casted its hypnotic spell. Split tried to shout for help, but it was no use.

Now she's one of them.