The Doctor can reach Mono from above with ease and uses his strength to lift up entire tables. It is learned through Mono's distraction that the Doctor hates his work being tampered with, reacting very violently to the point that he chases Mono and Six down in an furious attempt to kill them both. In spite of his unethical methods, the Doctor at least seems to care for the patients that are still alive, attentively checking up on as many as he can and when Mono shuts off the life support of a bedridden patient as a distraction, the Doctor rushes back to recover the patient while audibly panicking.
The Doctor even seems to obsessively fascinated with his own craft, as he can be heard giggling to himself while working on patients and occasionally swaps prosthetics around for his newer patients to see which parts work in his eyes. While the Doctor seems adept at medical treatment, his efforts to cure people of their woes are extremely warped, continuously dismembering and decapitating patients so he can transform them into crooked, undead monstrosities doomed to walk the Hospital's halls forever, and it is implied that the Doctor employs electroshock therapy on them with an electric chair. The Doctor only vocalizes through labored breathing, groans, panting and screaming, but his actions display that he is entirely devoted to looking after the Patients in the Hospital.
It was horrific, but you snap out of your faze. A black smoke emerges off it and disappears in mid air. You stare at the body in horror, but hey it could be worse. Bits of porcelain scatter all on your clothing and face. With one hard swing, the wrench collides with his head cracking it open like a hard nut. He shakes his head and with a inhuman growl ran towards you in full speed. Taking a deep breath, you slam the locker door open, catching him off guard. You look at the wrench, hands shaking, but you squeezed it tightly.
A hand shots through the door and it waves around desperately trying to grab you. You felt something fall onto your lap, a wrench. You look around for anything to be used as a weapon. You scream out and scramble into the corner. He looks towards your direction, and runs towards your hiding spot and it starts banging on the locker. Tears stream down your cheeks and you let out sobs, sadly it catches the attention of one of male dolls. You could only watch helplessly as your classmates were dragged away by them, screaming their lungs out. Luckily, you were able to jump into a locker as those doll children came back. It seemed to be a female, but she was huge! Not huge, but a gaint monster! Her neck was long, not like a normal humans, it stretches outward! The creepiest thing was.her eyes never blinks.Īdrenaline pumps through your vines and you push yourself to run faster despite your legs screaming to stop. You had turn your neck to look, but now you really wished you hadn't. Then that awful shriek appeared again, and a boy suddenly gotten snatched up. Of course, many students including you of course, began to run for your lives. These doll like things came rushing inside the classroom and started to attack random students. At first, nothing happened, but screams came next. You roll your eyes, but everyone heard a sickening shriek. You turn your head, a group of girls snickers from the corner of the classroom. It first started when you were in class, studying for a oncoming test, a paper ball was thrown at behind your head. Today was supposed to be a normal school day for you, but instead it became a nightmare. Of course, the school grew concerned and hid all the television away. They would stare for hours at it on end, and sometimes even commit suicide. Although many of your classmates were talking about people acting strange from watching television recently. It was just a normal school day just as usual. Pushed around, shoved into lockers, things thrown at your head. Being the top student, you were constantly bullied. All of the teachers adore your high performance and kind personality.Īlmost everyone loved you! Key word almost. You were the top student in your grade, getting straight As on all report cards and good scores on exams. The only weapon to protect you from those.those things. Your (H/C) matted as you walk along the walls. Your school uniform covered in dirt and porcelain chunks. You crept along the hallways carefully, heart pounding in your chest. ( Note: The reader is gender neutral and this was requested by Loverchick321 )
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