*laughs* hell fucking no, dude
*he
wakes up, almost jolting upright, shoving Carlos’ hands away and
pushing himself back* n-no! *fear and panic clear on his til he slowly
realizes where he is**Carlos blinks at the kid, surprised, but he relaxes
slightly.* Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay… how are you feeling?… *he brings his knees to his chest, looking upset* i feel like shyt… where are we?
At the nurse’s cabin. I’m gonna call an ambulance – unless you’re
feeling okay enough for me to drive you to the hospital?*his eyes widen* h-hospital ? nononono no hospitals! *he scoots back on the bed*
*blinks* Max, buddy, you’re obviously deathly ill. And for
some asinine reason you had alcohol. You
have to be checked over.for the l-last time, I. AM. DEAD! look- *he pulls off the bandages on his neck, showing off a large scar* see? and that was just one of the time i’ve died…
*sputters, shocked at the sight. He felt a little sick too*
Jesus – what the hell happened??*he chuckles slightly* what? never seen a scar like this before?… but it’s pretty obvious what happened… *he began re-wrapping his neck* but i don’t really care about it anymore…
You… you’re not supposed to be alive. I – no offense meant,
really, but… how?*idk noise and a shrug* i think it has something to do with this camp, i think death actually fears coming here, so no one actually dies…
Uh… that’s definitely strange. I’ve seen strange before… but
I didn’t think I’d find it here. Huh.*he chuckles* that’s one word for it… do… do we still have to go the hospital..?
*blinks at the kid* Uh, I… you’re sure you’re dead? Should…
can I check you for a pulse? *he’s still unsure. Death wasn’t a new thing to
him, exactly, but he had to be certain*
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