you just had surgery on your leg, because of the issues you’ve had with it before hand. Now your chilling in bed, feeling a little groggy from the Anesthesia they gave you.

you then hear a knock on the door, before it opened up to reveal Nightmare. The black goopy skeleton looking rather intently at you with his usual calculated expression. His one functional teal eye light looking to you. The four tendrils attached to his back swaying gently behind him.

“How are you doing?”