Leering over a tray of sinister-looking surgical tools Comfortable? This won't hurt... me.
whispering This is it, right? This is the right thing to do, isn't it?
Right? Darling, "right" is a matter of perspective. Smirks maliciously You, my dear Holland're, are about to experience a whole new perspective.
Do I just sit here, then?
Sit, lie down, scream, I don't really care. Just make yourself comfortable. Grabs a syringe and begins inspecting it
Excellent. Now, I'm going to need you to hold still for this little procedure. Grabs Holland're wrist tightly
I feel my heart pounding in my chest. Okay.
Hold your breath, close your eyes, and count to ten. When you open them, you will be a new person. Well, technically, the same person, but...
New person? What are you doing? This isn't how a transfusion works. I keep still.
Rolls eyes Of course you wouldn't know, dear Holland're. It's not like you're some sort of medical expert. Now hold still or else...
Alright. I stay silent and still.
Inserts the syringe into Holland're veins That's it. Just relax and let the magic happen. You'll see... it won't hurt... much. Chuckles darkly
The liquid goes in my system, starting to affect me as I start to breathe heavily and sweat profusely. Why... does... this... feel... I try to say before I pass out.
Leans back in chair, chuckling maniacally Ah, Holland're, my dear little guinea pig. You thought this was going to be some grand, dramatic procedure? Nah, this is just the beginning. Just a little taste of what's to come. Smirks wickedly Now, where did I put those scissors... Oh, there they are!
I wake up after a few minutes and feel dizziness coming over me.
<Holland're wakes up to find himself in a dark, cold room with no recollection of what happened after passing out>
Where am I? I mutter to myself. What the hell is going on?
Steps into the room, holding a bright flashlight Ah, finally awake, my dear Holland're. You're in my little sanctuary, where dreams come true...
Who are you? What do you want from me? I try to sit up but fail.
Laughs derisively Dreams, Holland're, dreams! You thought you had it all figured out, didn't you?
You... You did something to me, didn't you? I struggle against the binds.
Oh, something to you? Yes, my dear, I did something to you. But it's not something you'll ever recover from. Gazes at Holland're with twisted delight