FlowerFell番外篇 Unexpected(5)(24)
A nearby nurse had finally decided the amount of screaming was beyond normal levels and rushed into the room, having much the same reaction as Sans did. “I don’t know anything about magic,” her voice panicked all her medical training meant nothing, “I’m gonna get the doctor.”
Sans rolled his eyes, noting how fishy it was that he didn’t see a single monster doctor or nurse at this hospital. Not that one could really help Frisk at this moment but they could help educate and calm people down.
The pain’s intensity hit its peak. Frisk’s face red, chest heaving to catch their breath as the last of the threads disappeared. Flopping over onto their back as Sans helped put their SOUL back into their body. All their energy expended but still crying, at least now only dealing with pain from one source. Heart still racing from the ordeal.
Moments later a doctor and several nurses ran into the room, checking charts and machines and vitals. Sans heard chatter he really didn’t get. Dilated? They were dialated enough? He noticed Frisk’s legs were now up, they had sat back up and gripped his hand as tightly as they could. Everything was silent, Sans couldn’t hear or comprehend. Everything moving so quickly and slowly at the same time. He was so disoriented. Hand now on his face, his skull hurt. He hurt everywhere, every single bone wracked with the worst pain he could imagine.
Sans rolled his eyes, noting how fishy it was that he didn’t see a single monster doctor or nurse at this hospital. Not that one could really help Frisk at this moment but they could help educate and calm people down.
The pain’s intensity hit its peak. Frisk’s face red, chest heaving to catch their breath as the last of the threads disappeared. Flopping over onto their back as Sans helped put their SOUL back into their body. All their energy expended but still crying, at least now only dealing with pain from one source. Heart still racing from the ordeal.
Moments later a doctor and several nurses ran into the room, checking charts and machines and vitals. Sans heard chatter he really didn’t get. Dilated? They were dialated enough? He noticed Frisk’s legs were now up, they had sat back up and gripped his hand as tightly as they could. Everything was silent, Sans couldn’t hear or comprehend. Everything moving so quickly and slowly at the same time. He was so disoriented. Hand now on his face, his skull hurt. He hurt everywhere, every single bone wracked with the worst pain he could imagine.