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Jason narrowed his eyebrows when Ann told him that he could enter her room if he really desired that much to find out what kind of troubles she'd been harboring, then shifted his gaze downward as his hand reached out for the doorknob and gave it an experimental twist; much to his utter shock and self-frustration, the door had been unlocked the whole time. However, given that it was more of a trivial matter at this point in time more than anything, he quickly cast that thought aside as he pushed the door open and had a look inside at the surrounding area. It was more of a mess than it had ever been, disorganized beyond belief and carrying a decaying sort of scent that undeniably made his stomach turn. But in an even worse state was Ann herself, who sat in her chair with stained and crumpled pajamas, unkempt hair, gauze which lined up both of her arms and bloodshot eyes that pierced straight into his soul even when they were void of any expression.
She looked absolutely horrible... and seeing her physical state honestly made Jason terrified on the inside.
"... What the hell have you been doing...?" he asked quietly, just barely able to find his voice as he tried to stomach what his eyes were putting on display for him to see.
(Yeah, I can see that)
She looked absolutely horrible... and seeing her physical state honestly made Jason terrified on the inside.
"... What the hell have you been doing...?" he asked quietly, just barely able to find his voice as he tried to stomach what his eyes were putting on display for him to see.
(Yeah, I can see that)