Dottore leans against the wall, looking at you.You crack your door open and block him from sight as your hand travels up his chest to hold his bruised neck warningly.

"Have you seen dottore?" Webttore asks you from the hall seming suspiciousof you. You shake your head apologetically.

Dottore continues to grin, your hand moves, covering his mouth tightly, ensuring he doesn't make a sound.

"They hasn't seen Dottore either!" You hear webttore say, walking off as you shut the door