Warning: Death, blood, jealousy towards Midnight, terrible writing
(if i miss anything, let me know)

The Doctor's POV

I pace back and forth as I wait for my victim to wake up. Usually when I put them to sleep, I kill them then, but today I'm feeling.. generous.

"I still can't understand why I'm not the top killer yet." I mumble to myself. I continue pacing some more, mumbling here and there. Eventually she does wake up. "W-what? Where am I?" she asks while looking around. She turns to me and in an instant, she has this fearful look in her eyes.

"Y-your-" she stammers our but can't finish the sentence.

"I'm going to kill you? Yes." I finish for her. She then continues to freak out even more. "W-who are you?" she whispers. I smirk and walk over closer to her. "Who am I? I am The Doctor. I'm going to clear you of all pain." I whisper in her ear.

She starts tearing up about which annoys me. "Really? Ugh. Emotions really are the bane of my existence." I say while pulling out a throwing blade from my coat pocket. I flip it around a bit to just tease her.

"P-please. I didn't do a-anything to you." she stutters out. I groan as she starts crying more. "I kinda liked it better when you were asleep. Never mind that. You've been around too long." I say while I stop flipping the blade.

She starts to full on sob and cry her heart out while shaking her head and trying to free herself. I huff in annoyance and say "Goodbye~"

Then I chuck the knife at her head. Blood starts to pour out of her head. Sleeping into her clothes. I then leave a note there saying my famous line.

-The Doctor

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