No I'm not. I just wanna go home, shower and forget this stupid fucking night ever existed! Is the doll's mental shriek, as her blood flexes and the wounds the rat left are healed.
"I'm fine." she says aloud, and nods a Joseph's words. "Nothing a hot shower wound't fix." she murmurs as her stares after the rats, wondering just why why'd run off. They'd tasted their sweat vitae...and they'd fled....something's not right, but...the siren call of a decadent bubble bath is strong.
2 suxx Rat's why has thou run off?