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Breathing heavily, Jericho slowly looked over towards Mot. The pain had faded as quickly as it had come. Straightening up, he looked to the cowboy, then looked around as if trying to find signs of something.

"You... didn't hear that? That scream? It sounded like..."

The dragon stopped as he heard a new voice enter the scene. Narrowing his eyes at the demon, he looked him over for a moment. He wasn't familiar with this one, but he had seen him around before. He was one of the ruckus makers at the damn play during Christmastival.

Jericho stared at Mot, then towards the ground. Something was not right here. He could have sworn that had really happened. It felt.. real. It felt like her. Like she was alive somewhere, but in immense pain.

"Are.. are you sure..? Nothing? That.. that was Riley though.."

Mot's heart leapt into his throat at that name, a name he'd been trying to become at peace with. "Riley.." Mot's eyes cast themselves downward. "It.. could just be that you wish her to be alive so badly.. you hear her in the slightest.." Mot nervously fidgeted with his with his poncho, trying not to get his hopes up.

"Y-yeah..." Amrita said uncertainly, agreeing with Mot on the whole hearing them everywhere bit. As Jericho explained the noise Amrita flinched; it really only solidified something the Demoness had told her once, before the trip came around. They should have destroyed the statue when they got the chance, but...she was not going to bring that up, not here. Not with so many people around a Dragon that isn't all that stable anymore.

"Okay, I'll get it." Even as he gave his agreement she was already scrolling through her small group of contacts, finding the Plague Doctor. It started ringing, and the moment it stopped, she was talking, whether it was the Doctor itself or an answering machine.

"Ah, Mal? Hi, it's Amrita, uhm...can you come to the Cafeteria? I think Jericho needs help, he says he heard...her." She said awkwardly, glancing at the Dragon.

Mal had heard her too? Those poor creatures...! Her free hand lifted to clutch the fabric over her heart, nodding to the phone even though she knew deep down that it wouldn't see it. "Okay! We'll be here. Uhm..." The muffled sounds took over and the Plague Doctor was obviously no longer paying attention. It took a moment or two for her to realize it, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to hang up just yet.

"Mal's on it's way, Jericho. It heard her too." She assured the Dragon, holding out her phone to him. "It forgot to hang up I think, so if you need to hear it..." It was there, right? At least he'd know that the Doctor would be on his way relatively safely.

Jericho wasn't sure what to make of this. That sound.. it had torn through his mind and heart. It had to have been real, but no one else here heard it. The idea of Riley somehow suffering right now was not something he wanted to think about either.

Soon after Amrita finished speaking with Malodore on the phone, his eyes lit up for just the moment.

"It.. It did?It's not just us then..." he said while shaking his head to himself. Malodore was not infected with Insanity like himself. In fact, it was immune to it as far as he was concerned. That meant this couldn't have been a hallucination.. right?

"It... it's alright," he replied shaking his head to the phone. He knew the doctor would come. Though for now, he just slumped down to the floor.

he tried to call out to her, hoping that he might be able to receive a response.

Titus couldn't hear a jack damn thing passed the ringing in his ears. He could see mouths moving but not a word reached him. There were random glares his direction he could only assume they were jealous of his impressive features. Really, who wouldn't be?

His gaze shifted from the lizard to the cowboil recognizing him from the trials. "Ah, Kidget's boy toy. So we meet again. It's ....good," Though Titus sounded doubtful about the phrasing. "..I suppose to know you're still around." His voice was still much louder than it needed to be.

The undead ghoul warranted a longer stare having not seen her before, though it wasn't her face that seemed to hold Titus' focus. Sure she was busy chatting on the phone and fussing over the noisy lizard but damn that was a nice rack. If he hadn't been so focused he might have noticed one more had joined their party.

Oh there was...touching. Titus didn't like it one bit and gave the cowboil a bit of a sneer as he was suddenly pulled down with an arm over his shoulders. "WHAT?!" Titus asked even louder than before, Mot's words still eluding him somewhat.

"What about my dorm? I certainly don't want you coming there." Titus retorted quickly looking down at the clipboard shoved into his hands. Well....this was certainly not as exciting to stare at.

With a sigh Titus cornered a pen snake and started to fill the damn thing out.



And that's when the pen snake decided it had enough and bit Titus to make its hasty escape.