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

He had no bone to mark this down in at the moment, but he was sure he would remember it. The boy was placid at first, seemingly fine until the effects hit him like a brick. His eyes constricted into small black pricks, similar to the seeds he had ingested. The child began to wobble, falling flat onto his nose once, then twice as his motor functions left. Bastian all the while laid his chin against the ground, acidic eyes wide as he drank in the information. 

Had he been another man, the little paw stretching towards him would have broken Bastian's heart. But the Doktor merely batted the little paw away. Nein, kleiner Junge. Ich kann nicht helfen.