(Your Frits, aka, Medic btw. Sue me!)

When Jeremy respawned he was found unconscious and convulsing from apparent seizures. Post-recovery, he showed sighs of reduced speech, inability to preform simple tasks, and symptoms relating to schizophrenia… he needed to be under the protective of a legal guardian. And that’s where his Doctor Frits decided he was done Mann Co and was going to be Jeremy’s caretaker.

Frits would feed him, gave him what he needed, and just tried to be there for him… he tried his best to make things seem At least slightly the same as before and it kinda was. Even with everything Frits did, Jeremy seemed to have forgotten half of it all. All he could remember of the doctor was that before it all they were friends, and that being with him gave him comfort. But soon… maybe he’ll remember all the terrifying things, piece everything together… but right now that wasn’t the case. He just wanted to be around the only man he felt safe with.

At the moment Frits was trying to have Jeremy go to sleep but the poor boy couldn’t help but feel so schizophrenic that something else was there, right there in the room. He was worried that if Frits left and he fell asleep, it’ll get him…. Frits didn’t understand what “It” was but it seemed to be horrifying to Jeremy…

Jeremy: “Doc p-please! Don’t go… p-please… just stay… I can’t ex-plain it! I just know if ya go I’m done for, man!”

He was like a small child with a monster under their bed.