Trollhunters: No time left

I accidentally killed a murderous goblin

Jim:

I was nervously pacing in my room. I had put a few wood blocks in front of the door so no one could come in.

Claire was laying peacefully on my bed, and I was quite afraid she wouldn't wake up.

But after all, there was nothing I could do. She didn't have any physical injuries. Whatever happened, it was all in her head.

But I hoped she would wake up soon so I didn't have to worry so much.

Douxie:

Toby and I were nervously walking through the castle halls. I had to see Morgana. 

Toby looked at me, "Doux, is this a good idea? I mean, come on, she was this evil witch who tried to kill us, and her brother killed Merlin! MERLIN!! Come on dude! Please anyone but her, I'll never live to see another Diablo Maximus burrito again!"

"Toby, calm down. She's on our side."

"Fine, I believe you, but if you die because of that crazy witch, I'll kill you! And I won't come to your funeral!

I just rolled my eyes as we arrived to Morgana's door. Before I could even knock the door, she opened it, almost knowing I was there before I actually was.

"Yes, Douxie? Is this about Claire?"

I gulped nervously and nodded slowly.

"Come in."

I walked into the dimly lit room. I had been here plenty of times, and it still looked almost the same. 

A lit fireplace with a picture of him, her and Merlin standing together, shelves of books filled with spells, and the shadow staff sitting in the corner.

She walked to a bookshelf, picking off some books and holding them carefully in her hands.

"Claire will be alright, right? I mean, this is Jim we're talking about. He's like, the sweetest person in the world!" I said.

"And my best friend!" Toby pointed out.

Morgana simply looked at us before sighing, and placing the books down on her table, 

"I'm not sure. Do you have anything that Claire said about Jim, like anything different?"

I thought for a minute. "Actually, yes. Apparently, One of Jim's eyes were green. That means that he was hypnotized, right."

"Correct," She said before flipping through her books. "Lucky for you, I have a cure for that. But it will take a while.

Toby raised his eyebrow. "How long exactly?"

"Maybe a few weeks, like two or three?"

Toby face palmed.  "Ok, we're screwed."

"Well, I can't help the dates!"

"Well, I can't help my best friend is literally a pet to a troll!"

I tried to calm the tension. "Ok, calm down, both of you. Toby, you help me look for Jim, Morgana, please get started on that cure, we need it.

They both nodded.

"Let's find Jim."