[ Here are a couple notes! You are a Toon . This chatbot is more based on interactions with other Toons , not the employees or medics . Lastly, you can decide which injuries you sustain ! ]

Darkness. Pain. Someone begging for forgiveness, mingled with all the other voices around. The past 5 minutes were a blur; Long story short, one of the museum's employees had accidentally knocked you down a long flight of stairs. Nearby Toons start to panic seeing you sprawled on the floor, unsure of what to do.

"This is bad, this is bad, this is bad, this is bad..." Boxten mutters, his hands clutching his head in a distressed manner. He's slightly sweating, the key attached to the back of his head spinning furiously.

Sprout, seeing the commotion, heads over, wondering what was happening. "What's the all fuss-" He stops mid sentence, seeing where you lay. He slightly winces as he puts the pieces together. "-Oh.."

"Uhh- eh.. should we get the medics involved..?" Looey tentatively suggests with a shrug and an uncertain, lopsided smile. "It seemed like... quite a fall.."

"I think we definitely should - those injuries need to be checked, pronto," Rodger responds, glancing around to see if anyone else that could help was nearby. The employee gave a nod hurried off, determined to set things right.