Cricket Creek Bog The Doctor will see you now...

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At first, nothing had happened. He’d continued to stare at the stranger, eyes wide and trusting, for why would anyone bring him harm? Without a proper concept of danger, he’d opened himself up to a terrible world of darkness—but this was unknown by the young Prince. Even as the poppy seeds had started to take effect, he’d not realized just how stupid he had been. Attempting to move closer to the man, he’d stumbled and then fallen, driving his nose right into the ground. Startled and hurt, he’d yelped and tried scrambling back up to his feet, but was unsuccessful. Again, the boy had fallen flat, eyes widening even further from fear. The dark figure from before had appeared over him, seeming to press against the child and prevent him from breathing. It was all in his head, of course, but the line between fantasy and reality didn’t exist in his world.

Opening his mouth, the boy gasped for air and then stretched his paw out towards the good doctor. Surely he would know how to help, given that he’d been the one with the nose plugs seeds.

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