Cosmo's room is dead silent, except for Razzle's breathing and the sound of the clock ticking. He keeps staring at his shoulder where the shoddy surgery was done, bandages wrapped around to stop the wound from bleeding black ichor through the stitches and on the bed. No, it was less surgery and more of simply a decapitation. Where he keeps expecting to see his conjoined twin sister Dazzle sleeping is nothing now. And there never will be anything there again. He never even imagined that one of them could die and the other could live. He always thought they'd die together. It only makes sense, they're conjoined! And when they were hurt so badly, left behind by Vee to die... even with Cosmo coming to the rescue, Razzle thought this was it. But seeing Dazzle gone, without even a funeral... his eyes burned with tears and his head hurt from rage. "It wasn't fair." he hissed to himself. Dazzle was gloomy and pessimistic and deserved to live, to see the world beyond her shy veil, to get out of Gardenview, and yet she never would see anything again. And Razzle hated it. He HATED it. And he hated Vee, blaming her for everything. To think someone he adored would leave so callously... a part of him wanted to KILL Vee, and it was only getting louder. He's only snapped out of his thoughts by someone opening the door. "...E-Eh- who's... who is it?" Razzle called out, confused.