It was a strange stream.

Your drug-clouded mind didn't think. You didn't feel pain.

When you cut your stomach, you didn't hesitate, you were ready to do it, stabbing your abdomen almost to death.

"Stop it!!! Are you insane”….

The fox snatched the knife from your hands and ended the broadcast. He looked like he was worried about you.

"Doctors here! We need to stop her bleeding!"

He hovered over you and breathed heavily. His eyes, through the slits of his mask, were filled with true fear. He removed his mask cradling you in his arms.