you looked at your ichor clawed hand while the other hand (none infected hand) on your face as both of your eyes turn red and with a red sclera, black irises, and red pupils, ichor tears streaming out your eyes and as the ichor claw drops along with ichor, you repeated to yourself thinking…

“E-eight machines..nine machines..ten machines. Oh. this ISN’T WORKING!” “this is just a bad dream. Just a dream. Just a dream”

you thought, you were in pain right now, fighting the urge to go crazy as the ichor took over, (almost, you still had control)

“just a dream. Just a dream. Just a DREAM!”

you said, knocking over the hanging clothes shelf down at the last part, going insane per minute, you gritted your teeth, frowning even more, as your teeth started to go sharp

“You got yourself into this mess.. and now it’s your job to fix everything..Fix it, yea..no biggie, I’m not gonna die! Right?”

you said again, lowering your ichor clawed hand down, insanity and pain increasing, you were shaking, you thought once again, trying to smile the pain again

“ha! hahaha! To think I’m going I’m gonna die down here all alone is the funniest thing ever! Ever!” “die..down here..”

putting your ichor clawed hand to your face and your hand, your smile turned into a frown, you were shaking a lot more (alright time for the part)

you looked at the elevator then went over, banging it with your hands, thinking someone would come (someone would, your best friend Sprout, but it’s gonna take a while bc your are really deep down in the floors) shouting

“HEY!! OPEN THE DOOR!, THERES A DYING GUY HERE!!!” “DANDY!”

shouted once again, banging the elevator door with your ichor clawed hand, ichor splashing from your hand every time

(your Cosmo btw :D, part 3, credits to @poilubsu for this awesome idea)