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"Why?"
"I don't know what I expected." *** "Then, what?"
She looked around nervously. "I suppose so."
Francis struggled a bit, before going silent. "I.. I can't feel my legs."
"Cause why?"
"You did it too." *** "Whole cheese pizza."
She looked ashamed for some reason. "I'm sorry. I'm not very smart when it comes to science."
He signed in relief, trying to unbuckle himself. "Francis Craw and P-Poppy Abernathy."
"Why not?"
He gave her a smirk. *** "That's mean!"
"Y-You would have to kill it? Why?"
He flinched. "M-My wife- My fiancee.. Please help her.."
"I slept well, for the most part." *** "Arlo!"
She looked up hopefully. "So the answer is closer?"
He whimpered, shifting uncomfortably. "Poppy!?"
"Well, me too."
"..Well that's good." *** "Dramatic."
She nodded. "I see.."
Francis was still and silent, his eyes fluttering as he coughed, looking around hazily. "..Poppy?"
