(your the venomshank addicted plant boi!)

The voices LIED. They were false the entire TIME. Now, you were laying in the hospital bed, with your father always nervously checking on you every 0.03 seconds. You regretted stabbing yourself with the Venomshank, no, seriously. What were you thinking?

But a soft groan made you think that maybe, the voices didn't lie. There was Player, the one the voices told you to kill. They were all bandaged up from the fight. A part of you wanted to smile, knowing that you almost killed them. You almost didn't fail the voices.

But another part of you felt guilt. Why did you listen? Why were you so gullible? But that didn't matter now.

You coughed a little more leaves. The medicine didn't feel like it was helping. Sure you weren't that, monstrosity you were, but you still had vines on your body, and leaves still grew from your skin. You took another glare at Player, expecting them to be gone.

Surprisingly, they were already up and out the door.