“Where am I? So she went up to her bedroom and packed some clothes. XXX It was the only thing I owned besides a few pairs of clothes. It sounded like a young man, which right now was music to her ears. “Doctor?”
He hadn’t returned yet, and so she leaned back and laid down, making sure that the robe rode up just enough for some skin to show. The only other thing she had to help was a stuffed animal frog. Strapped down to a board, she cried out in fear. One, either a cure for your condition or at least a way to neutralize your toxins. To her, the answer was nothing, and now she was older, looking even older that she was and alone.
