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she sounded. She had never fallen flying before. What if the fall really did mess with her enough to cause hallucinations? What if she didn’t remember hurting the man? Saphora shook her head, gripping onto Fran’s arms. “Fran,” she said, voice trembling. “I didn’t kill him. Please.”
    “Maybe you didn’t, Saphora,” Lupin said, chiming in and bringing their attention to him. “But maybe another persona did,” he suggested. Saphora shook her head in confusion.
    “What do you mean?”
    “What if it was the little girl that killed him? The scared little girl from that night? She could have-”
    “No!” Saphora shouted, pulling away from Fran and startling her some. Saphora moved towards the doctor and he took a step back. The shirt-like gown moved across her body as she took her angry steps. “There is no little girl. Enough, with your physiological nonsense! I didn’t kill him. And you’re not going to write me off as crazy. I know what I saw.”
    A sudden gasp from Fran made Saphora stop long enough to turn around. Which caused a similar gasp from Lupin. Saphora spun around again, her head spinning from the swift movements. She wobbled a bit, which agitated her further.
    “What?” she questioned them, looking back and forth. Fran now had her hand delicately over her mouth, and her other hand was placed on her chest, which was covered with the olive green turtleneck she was wearing. The hand on her mouth reached forward just slightly, drawing Saphora’s gaze to it.
    “ Your … Your back,” she breathed. Before Saphora could ask what she meant, Dr. Lupin added to the conversation.
    “The marks have spread ,” he said rather bluntly, with a strong sense of curiosity. She turned her body, foolishly trying to see her own back to no avail. Lupin stepped forward, and Saphora stepped back away from him, turning her back to Fran. She pointed her finger up at him, and he raised his hands in surrender.
    “Don’t – Don’t touch me ,” she said, watching him carefully, before glancing around the room. She looked back at Fran, who was slowly reaching towards her.
    “ Honey, please. Just let him look at it.”
    “No! No ,” she said, looking back at him. “Get out.”
    “Saphora!” Fran said in aggravation.
    “Come now. This isn’t ne-“
    “I said get out! I’m not going to have someone who’s accusing me of being insane staying here and preten ding like he gives a flying horse about what’s happening.”
    “Saphora!” Fran shouted again. This time putting her hand on her shoulder to grab her attention, but failing. Lupin straightened his back and grumbled, putting his hand s slowly back in his pockets in time with his exhaling. 
    “Well. If you don’t want to be treated like a mental case, maybe you should start acting more appropriately ,” he said rather harshly, catching Fran off guard. Her attention shifted to him as her hand left Saphora’s shoulder.
    “Doctor ,” she breathed, shaking her head in disapproval. Saphora’s eyes narrowed at the remark.
    “You’re fired ,” she spat.
    “Saphora, ” Fran urged for the third time, her patience wearing thin.
    But Dr. Lupin waved his hand, dismissing the problem. He would go without a fuss. Although the statement that he had just made was unprofessional, he knew all too well that it was not a good idea to provoke a deranged patient whose emotional range was expanding by the minute. Especially one that had just woken up from being sedated and could not recall their entire memory. That was a dangerous combination. One that was sure to bring out anxiety, rage, pain, and eventually violence. He was sure that things would settle down after Saphora had gotten some proper rest and had a chance to sort things out with herself and Fran.
    “It’s alright, Fran. I’ll leave. We’ll talk once she’s had some time to rest.”
    Saphora bit her tongue, due to the unusually strong grip Fran had on her wrist. Fran sighed, looking from