"Well, you see..." he said to Roman. "I'm not sure. I know this doctor wanted to test something on us, and it seems to be that white phial he had with him. So, I'm not entirely sure myself." he said, as he awaited the doctor to come back with the presuming materials needed for the experiment.
After sitting in the room for just a little while with Roman, the doctor had come back prepared with two needles. Geb couldn't help but admit he was a bit nervous about this little thing. What exactly was he going to inject into Geb? Most likely that white phial, now that Geb thought about it a bit better. This was suspicious, but to be honest, Geb had seen and done worse for twenty five thousand jewels. So in other words, it wasn't THAT bad. Geb would play around, after all, what bad could happen? Besides you know,.. this totally killing him.
Getting himself ready as he didn't quite like needles, Geb closed his eyes as the doctor gave them directions. "Now, in just a second I will insert this into your left arms. I'll pay you no matter what, and don't worry.. there's a big chance there will be no.. long term effects." he said, as he then rested two needles on a table. "So, who will be going first in my little experiment? Of course, you'll both be within 20 seconds of each other, but still. Who volunteers?" he asked.
Geb then looked over to Roman. "So, you wanna go first? Or should I? Let's not keep the good man waiting. Actually, know what.. I'll go first. No reason not to."
The doctor then nodded, wasting no time as he held down Geb's arm to inject the fluid.
Suddenly, Geb saw Roman vanish. He was alone in the room. There was blood all over the wall, and it was deadly cold. However, he saw the doctor. "Doc..?" he asked, struggling to get a look, before seeing a vile, nasty monster in his face. Screaming, Geb's world went black.
Geb woke up, feeling groggy. The doctor poked him. "Get up, here's your money. You may leave now." he said, as he grumbled while walking away. "I shall need a second experiment, it seems like.." Geb heard him speak as he would walk away.
Feeling dizzy, Geb would stand up and wobble out of the shop, not energetic enough to think about Roman. He slipped his money in his pocket, as he would go back to the Gallery to get some damn rest. That was a horrible day - but, to be fair, it was easy money. And, he got a nap out of it, he supposed?
EXIT
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