( Bilden är på Aleth. Här är lite av hans historia. SNÄLLA, STJÄL INTE MINA HISTORIER ELLER IDEER. :()

WARNING FÖR LITE IMPLIKATIONER TILL GORE & GROTESKA SCENER :|b

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The air was thick with fear, as if it could be breathable if it wasn't for the choking you'd do for trying to. Aloysious strode further down the line, past bed after bed, taking a look here, a note there, with very animated explaining, where at one point he picked up a cup from a table and swiped it clean of it's contents, before thrusting it off to one of the nurses who simply walked away with it. His mouth came out slightly tinted red, with a small trail of blood on the corner of his lips, which he quickly dried off with a finger and licked clean. Aleth tried to keep calm. This was... it was just the blood, right? It wasn't more than that. He knew they drank blood. It was normal for their kind.

A strange smell met his nose and he followed Aloysious as they turned another corner, only to be met with a large panel window, and behind it a sort of kitchen, lined with black frying panels, or were they fireplaces? Incinerators? Aleth took a closer look and instantly regretted it. The smell had turned a sickening sweet odour the closer he got, and he put a hand over his mouth. It... looked like body parts. At least that’s what his brain first registered, but he’d stopped dead in his tracks and looked away before he could confirm his grotesque discovery. What were they doing there? He didn’t want to know, if possible, maybe his mind was simply playing tricks on him, maybe he was still affected by the drug. Aloysious noticed it immediately and turned. "Is something wrong, dear?"

Aleth refused to look back at him, tried not to open his mouth to answer because he wasn't sure he'd be able to keep the contents of his stomach down instead of bursting through his mouth. He nodded vaguely, uncertainly, eyes downcast and hand over his mouth. Aloysious pocketed his notes and pencil and retraced his steps to line up beside Aleth, putting a hand on his neck. "You do realize that this is normal. This will be your reality now, you'll see it every day. It's not so bad, is it?" Though, his smile said otherwise, the way it curved his mouth in a kind of reprimanding way, as if he was berating a pet. "You'll be all right in no time," his fingers moved and curled possessively around Aleth’s shoulder, keeping him there. "Come on. It's just a few more doors before we reach our suite," he said, pulling at him to walk through the alley of windows with dead, burning tissue behind them. Aleth steeled himself as he was almost forced to walk forward. Aloysious had just confirmed the grim reality Aleth had tried to ignore.

...he decided to not think about it so much, even if it only made him feel slightly better.
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jo, jag vet XD men det funkade inte ens den här gången, så jag sket i det.