LU 215 - Dr. Thornberry 55

I woke back up today in a bed. The lights were on so I was able to see where I was. A small room with a few chests, and Space looking right at me.

*”Oh hey you’re finally up.”*

I nodded and said thank you for him keeping me here. He brushed it off as if it were nothing and we immediately got onto the topic of Agaric. Which now that I think about it, I forgot to tell him that was Electric’s new name. Eh, I can get to that tomorrow.

He asked me about my scars, and tried to get me to explain everything. I told him as much as I could, but I didn’t really want to think about what happened. It was all too much to process.

*”By the way Vice, do you know how long you were in there?”*

*”I have no idea-“*

*”When was the last time you weren’t in there then?”*

*”It was when you were still in the void, I was sitting in the office waiting for you to come back.”*

*”That was- at least a month ago oh god.”*

It didn’t really feel like a month, it felt more like a week. Maybe it was because I passed out often but, time blends together fast when you’re in that kind of situation.

For the next few minutes, we pondered over how to actually get rid of that mass, and how Electric and Chizzy tie into it. Apparently there’s a Chizzy clone out here, that’s connected to Agaric via mass. And the worst part? If we kill the clone, Chizzy dies too. I knew the situation was fucked, but I didn’t think it was *that* bad. Of course, there was also no way Space and I could go in to try to kill Agaric. His fighting skills are unmatched; we’d both be dead meat.

*”Oh, weird question Vice but, do you have anyone you hate at the moment?”*

I told him how I didn’t really trust Frezz, but he ended up giving me ideas on how I can treat that guy in a different way. It’s been long enough for him to realize I’m missing, and even longer for him to come get me. He was just lying about caring me this whole time. There’s no point in me caring about him either.

We then agreed over the obvious two, Shroom and Tori. I couldn’t give a rats ass if they died and honestly, it would probably be for the best. But since Tori had disappeared, the only person we really had was Shroom.

I knew why Space asked me, most likely because of his deal with Agaric. The more that mass has to eat, the faster we should be able to get Chizzy out of her situation. Which, about Chizzy, we didn’t care *that* much about her…

*”I care more about the how the towns been doing honestly.”*

*”Pretty good, except when you screamed that one night. Woke up quite a few people.”*

*”…So you did hear that.”*

I explained what the reasoning behind the scream was, and also let him in on a few of my other injuries, including my death.

We both got quiet for a few moments until I asked him for a stick. He passed me one and I started making a splint.

*”Do you know any uh- actual doctors?”*

*”No, but I can always heal you up. You can stay here for a bit until you get better.”*

*”Well, I guess I don’t have a place to call home anyway. Thank you again.”*

There was a pause, until Space pointed to the bed.. the *only* bed in the entire room. I looked at the bed, and then back at him, and back to the bed, and slowly climbed in. He slid in after me and pulled up the covers.

*”...I like your new outfit by the way.”*

*”Oh thank you! I thought it was about time to get a new one, since I’ve had my old one for 500 years and everything-“*

My mind went blank as I realized this man was 500 years old. …That’s a little odd, but he *did* stop aging at 35.. so I guess our ages aren’t technically that different. Him living for 500 years more than I did only makes him a little smarter. Nothing wrong about that. I decided to stop revaluating my morals, and instead offered to spice up with room a bit.

It was tiny, all birch with *no decorations.* How does he even live like this? It had to be fixed asap. He accepted my response sleepily and shifted around a bit to get comfortable.

Poor thing looked exhausted, he probably has a lot of things weighing down on him. Seeing him like this reminded me of that one night in Frezz’s house. I remember being so conflicted over my feelings on both of them… it’s too bad I picked Frezz.. I almost feel bad about being here now.

I sighed and turned to face Space, who was breathing lightly in his sleep. I smiled and slowly took his crown off, trying it on for myself before putting it off to the side. Ruffling the hair out of his eyes, I settled in and fell asleep against his chest. It was a warmth I haven’t felt in a long time, and something that never really came from other people.