Way past midnight, the rain howls muting the very sound of cars passing by. Yet all of this noise is muffled inside a car, the rain drops clacking loudly, as each drop seems to be larger than marbles.
The car is shaded in the dark, each passing street lamp illuminates the inside; boarding inside the car was Poppy. Her eyes locked onto the road, while each block on the street surrounds them with warehouses, empty metal buildings, and shut down factories.
The driver anxiously looks back at the rear mirror "Um… Ma'am are you sure you know the place?"
"I'm a hundred percent sure, just follow the location I gave you and it'll be smooth sailing"
The street lamp lights up her face, revealing…
That she's absolutely locked in.
Her phone rings, she picks it up while her eyes are still stuck on the road
"Sup"
"~Pops where the hell are you going? It's 2 in the morning?"
She sighs
"I'm going to a funeral, tell Kremidal…
He's been a better dad to me than mine ever was-
Oh and don't call me again… ever"
Then she throws out her phone to the window, it plops against the mud outside of the concrete road.
The phone chimes "[Now arriving at the destination]"
The driver looks back at her "Um m- ma'am, are you sure you're alright? I think you haven't blinked during the whole trip."
She hands out the cash, it's all crumpled along with the coins inside, then she says "Keep the change. Never speak of this trip to anyone"
The driver finally left in a hurry
Thunder flashes outside the warehouse
Dropping down from a vent in the west side of the warehouse. There doesn't seem to be anybody occupying the place. She looks around the dusty environment, it's filled to the brim with mechanical parts. The engines hang by straps through a mounted crane in place. Multiple spools of metallic tubes surrounding the corners of the warehouse, sheets of metal separated by palette boxes lie near the supply of gasoline and coolants on the far right of the warehouse.
However, in the middle of the warehouse, there are stacks of electric car batteries poking through its cloth cover, one can even see the specifications of the batteries on the underside of the stack, and yet it's all harnessed together with nylon cables. Beside that are engines lined up in rows, one can tell by the silhouette under the sheets of fabric covering the parts.
But she noticed something at the end of the line, it's a small palette with the label "fragile" she opens the plastic box, it reveals glass air-tight tubes filled to the brim with a thick white slimy liquid.
She takes a whiff of it and it sends shock through her body, jumping every nerve causing her to spasm in a second. It reeked of rotting flesh; she almost threw up.
"Ugh! what the fuck is that?"
Suddenly her head sways around then she holds her own head down. Her vision starts to spin, for a moment she leans onto a wall. However a sudden *click*.
The lights in the whole warehouse suddenly opened. Revealing a menagerie of metallic bodies hanging on the wall. Looking over them, each body looked to be an upgrade of the last. With each passing iteration, the body just kept bulking and bulking until the latest iteration looked like a headless obese man with its chest caved in, mechanically of course. She noticed in the cockpit, there isn't a visible chair in sight.
She suddenly hears a car from the outside, she quickly rushes behind the pile of batteries. Listening carefully, she hears them enter the main door of the warehouse - a loud metallic sound sliding echoes the whole place.
"Ay I thought you said you turned off the lights?"
"I did! Dawg I swear I turned it off"
"Blah blah blah! Stop reasoning it already happened, you could at least close the door!"
"Whatever man!"
Poppy grabs a wrench and throws it on the side, it bangs on the metal walls echoing throughout the warehouse.
"W- what the hell was that?"
She folds down her body low to the ground, crawling in between tight spaces. She grabs another tool: a screwdriver went flying.
They follow the sound. As they do, she peeks through the pile and finds out that it's three guys sharply dressed, while their hairs were visibly ruffled, and some buttons on their shirts are undone
She suddenly dashes from behind back stabbing two knives. The other two noticed
The other tries to swing on Poppy's face, but she slides down to her knees folding her back against the floor as she slices their achilles dropping them to the floor while the man ends up punching the guy that's been stabbed instead; knocking him away.
The other man tries to stomp her down again and again, but she just shifts her limbs to dodge every stomp, then she kicks the man to the balls. Then she stabs him on the chest repeatedly, each stab is visceral. Once can see her muscles clench as it landed on his flesh. He ends up with at least twenty knives lodged onto his chest.
She struck him with her boots caving his chest with the shape of her sole, landing him on the battery pile. Disoriented - he shook his head only to see Poppy already doing finger guns, then she whispered
"Boom"
Her thumb closes
*BOOM*
The man's body exploded in the battery pile, a quarter of the pile exploded to smithereens, raining green and purple fire in the surrounding area like napalm.
"Holy shit! Get her!"
The man charges behind her in an attempt to grab her with open arms. She squatted down while the pistons on her joints hissed loudly, *SHOOM* Her body shot up gracefully, backflipping mid-air then landing on the man's back. She stuck one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen knives on the man's back spread like petals. She kicks him on the back of the knees - forcing him to fold backwards with his back against the floor.
One can see Poppy, about to land double knees to the man's chest as she stretches her feet all the way to her back.
*CRACK*
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH"
His chest crackle under the impact, turning his ribcage into a book, followed by a harrowing scream echoing throughout the warehouse
"CALL THE GOAT!!!"
The other man sprinted towards an encased lever, opened it and pulled it down.
Suddenly sirens inside the room blared on full blast. Steam hisses from the floor, a loud metallic whirring sound fills the room.
First it was the head emerging from the floor - gas hisses from the crevices from its neck.
Then its shoulders were exposed, revealing red pulsating traces around its body
Then it revealed the stomach, the same goat symbol pulsating the same red glow.
His whole body is the same silhouette way back from the riot attack, but the surface is a lot more aggressive, closely resembling a sports car.
Poppy's eyes are locked onto him, but this time her breath is shaking, her grip on her knives start to shudder, as well as taking trepid backward steps. She gulps as sweat starts budding on her forehead.
He leans towards her as he says
"Haaaaaaaa princess… so glad I get to be alone with you again
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! I'm gonna make sure you stay dead in every fucking timeline!" she shouts as she points her knife towards him, but her hands… its shaking violently, and her lower lip quivering.
"Haaaaaaaaa you can yap all you want, but your body doesn't lie princess… I can tell: you want me"
"RAAAAAAHHHHHH" While roaring she charges forward with full speed.
The Goat tries to punch her by throwing a straight, she slides between his legs, she tries to slice it with her knife, only followed by a loud *clang* the edge only broke off, so instead she just uses it to pivot around him - sparks fly along while she slides on the concrete floor
She looks at her broken knife while looking over the Goat
"BWAHAHAHAHA! You can't slice this baby, no weaknesses this time!"
He launches a punch, but this time it shoots itself towards her, thankfully she sidesteps. The flying fist made a massive dent on the warehouse wall easily spanning ten diameters around the metal fist.
He suddenly dashes towards her - no jetpacks; the tires screeching on his feet while he is pulled by his own fist. As soon as he landed, the fist clacked, locking it in the wrist once more. He pulls his fist from the dent and says "Isn't magnetic technology great?"
Then a gatling gun protrudes from his shoulder, it revs up and starts spraying bullets; bouncing off and punching each surface he shoots it on. Poppy sprints away to dodge it, she pants as the spread rapidly approaches her.
She jumps over the row of engines wrapped in cloth then she proceeds to hide behind one. The goat kept spraying bullets towards her, only getting blocked by the hulking engine that's at least twice her height.
But then he stops shooting
Poppy keeps panting behind the engine while she's sweating bullets while she says to herself "Hooookay, lock-in Pops. What kind of heavy metal is he using?"
Suddenly one of the sharply-dressed guys earlier spotted her while he shouts "Ay G.O.A.T.! This's where that bitch is hiding!" he cocks the gun aiming at Poppy.
Right before he could shoot, she immediately pulls out a pistol from her chest holsters then shoots it at the intruder, she aims for the head *bang* but she only shoots his hand, it didn't kill but it did disarm him.
She knows her aim is shit, so she just repeatedly fired her gun - giving him multiple body shots, sending shocks to his body with every shot; she effectively empties the magazine down to the bottom as the pistol only lets out clicks of a hammer.
She pulls a magazine from her hip pocket, but right before she could stick the mag inside, she hears a clank then *boom* a bullet suddenly grazed her on her arm. She looked at the direction where it came from, thus she soon found out that the bullet pierced right through the engine she was hiding behind.
It pierced right through multiple layers of thickened walls of steel, as it bloomed a jagged metal flower on the end of the hole, where the bullet grazed her skin.
She looks through the hole, finding out that her face is right in front of the barrel while the G.O.A.T yelled "NO WEAKNESSES!" Then he fired his shoulder mounted rifle. *BANG*
Poppy luckily dodged it the moment she saw the spark from the other end of the barrel. As he fired again, she slides off to the next engine while she throws a knife - while she moves in between engines to hide from the metal piercing bullets she throws a knife, but knife after knife, shot after shot with her pocket pistols; both her bullets and knives only seems to bounce off only leaving a few dents and scratches.
She's starting to pant while sweating profusely, she grunted "Argh! This isn't working!" Suddenly her face lit up
"Of course! There has to be something metal inside him!"
She jumps out from one of the engines; her finger-guns poised, shoulders squared, legs spread, facing the G.O.A.T head on she yells "One weakness metalhead!" She slams the thumb-hammer
Nothing.
The G.O.A.T tilts his head in utter confusion.
Her jaw drops while her eyes are sunken open
"BAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! You just never listen don't you?"
In a heartbeat, she gets grabbed by his massive magnetic hand as she gets pinned down - the hand snaps back on his wrist as he pulls her close to his face.
She moans and groans while she struggles to break free from his grip, he leans close to her as she screams
"You ain't no goat! Let me go you fucking pig!"
"Haaaaaaaaa… Struggle all you want princess, you are all out of ideas. Shame really, I thought your daddy always enrolled you in 'em prestigious schools - I guess you just weren't smart enough
Oh well" He lowers her down to his stomach.
The image of a goat on its stomach starts to protrude from the surface as it looks directly at her. It opens its gaping mouth, the teeth whirring like chainsaws, its jaws snap as he inches her body closer to its maw, the machinery inside roar as a bite can easily snap her head off.
In a sudden flash, she remembers the time she made a car float mid-air, moments before she killed him before.
She starts sweating bullets as her muscles tense within the struggle, as his grip locks her in - the veins of her forehead start to bulge, along with her neck as she says.
"No! You don't listen - I said let me GO!"
Suddenly two whole-ass busted engines came flying towards his head.
*SMASH*
His head was beyond discombobulated, it was flattened sideways. Thick white liquid started bubbling and squirting from all sides of his flattened head. His grip on her body loosened. She stretched her limbs outward once she finally escaped from the grab. She rolled aside as soon as she landed from the 10-foot drop, then she finally raised herself on all fours.
She huffs heavily while her sweat drips down from the tips of her face as she said to herself
"His body may be non-metal, but-" she briefly vomits "but the engines are not" she groaned while sitting back up while avoiding the vomit. All the while the G.O.A.T.'S body slowly lost its balance, then its whole body dropped on the floor, causing a brief quake in the surrounding area
"Thanks for reminding me I have magnetic powers… fuckin' creep"
As she was struggling to stand up, she noticed that her prosthetics have deep scratches all over the surface, mostly on her thighs - distorting the carbon fiber weaves. The rest however are protected by her knee-high platform boots.
She began to walk away from the scene while dusting her clothes off. As she went on for a few steps away, she witnessed a shadow loom behind her. It's the G.O.A.T.
He stands up on his own two feet, while the strange liquid on his head still gurgles, and the pulsating light around his body is still lit. He towers over her as he says "Like I said princess…"
He grabs his flattened head, slowly pulls it from the neck, as the last remaining tubes and joints were revealed within his collar, snapping them one by one as he pulls even stronger, then finally.
*SNAP*
Strange white liquid came pouring down from the severed head. Poppy's eyes were sunken wide, in utter terror. She hyperventilated as her legs began to quiver whenever she stepped back, but then she slipped on the strange liquid, leaving her landing on her butt. He said with a hauntingly vocoded voice.
"I told you princess… no weaknesses"
Her eyes begin to tear up in terror as she spreads her arms, desperately levitating the two engines once more - this time attempting to collide it to his body - he catches both of them mid-air; crumples them together like sheets of paper. He raises the scrap metal ball over his shoulders, preparing to smash it onto Poppy
"Lightning never strikes twice princess, say hello to daddy for me"
Her face of terror, turned into determination as she grits her teeth then scrunches her eyebrows. She quickly shoots up from the floor, raising her arms while her fingers are curled.
The G.O.A.T. tries to smash the scrap heap down, but due to her magnetic powers, it got stuck in the air. She crumpled the scrap into a denser package. Then smashes it down herself.
The both of them got out of the way to dodge the metal scrap ball. Since it was near him, he lobs the scrap heap towards Poppy. She dodges by flipping over it. But while mid-flip she noticed that the neck was now exposed, and the scrap metal ball only crashed behind her, shattering into bits and pieces. She uses these to throw it against him, this time hurling them to the exposed neck hole.
Poppy throws them one by one, while she keeps dodging the line of fire from both of his turrets mounted on his shoulders. Each shot makes the rubble scatter, grazing the exposed parts of her skin, yet not a single shot has damaged her clean.
Using the hanging mech suits uniformly placed around the warehouse, she climbs on one of them. The G.O.A.T. just kept firing at her despite damaging his own suits. Poppy just simply jumps over from one suit to the next, using the limbs as ledges to swing on. She vaults across five suits, swinging limb-to-limb on five mech suits right before she latches onto the one that's the nearest to him.
Finally after swinging on a leg one more time, all that momentum launched her to the air. In slow motion, his range of fire inches closer and closer towards her while she prepares another finger gun. While that's happening, a few bullets finally hit her on the arm briefly making her movement trepidious. Nonetheless, she slams the thumb-hammer, then BOOOOOOM!
Poppy lands the floor tumbling in a short distance
The G.O.A.T.'S body drops down as it trips on its own flattened head
The metal chunks stuck on his neck, the tubes and joints were now on fire.
He slams his fist on the ground creating small quakes as he shouts "THAT'S IT!"
He uses his jet propulsion on his back to slam his body onto her in mere seconds, he uses one hand to grab her by the waist then slam her on the ground, as he stomps her legs down to submission.
She tries to pry herself to escape, but it's no use. His foot is crushing her lower body as you can hear some of the carbon fiber slowly creak and snap.
"I am DONE playing games with you little girl" he says while he cocks the steel-piercing rifle right onto Poppy's face "Not gonna lie though… I had fun."
Her whole face scrunches as she grit her teeth, while tears slowly shed on the ends of her eyes, she roared
"I DON'T CARE! KILL ME YOU PUSSY!"
Suddenly
*BOOOOOOOOM*
A crutch lodges onto the exposed neck-hole, it sends a shockwave from the top then it spreads to the whole foundation of the warehouse, leaving him out of balance. Poppy was surprised as her face lit up, she finally escaped the crushing foot.
She sees the crutch, crooked but still stuck to the neck-hole. She whispered.
"Bang!"
The crutch explodes as it sends the tube and joints aflame, further melting the components. Then Zephyr charging out of nowhere, hit's the GOAT with a flying kick to the stomach, toppling him over thus slamming his body to the wall.
"Zephyr!" Poppy yelled in glee
"Sitch now; happy reunions later!" he says while he squares up with his expandable baton.
Poppy exclaims "He's not made out of metal, his whole body is made out of Uhm-wipe"
Zephyr looked at her with his eyebrow raised "Made out of what?"
She yelled back "Bullet-proof plastic dumbass!"
He asks back "Any bright ideas?"
Poppy said with a smirk "We need to cook this goat, into a fraud! Set him on fire!" She was about to sprint, but Zephyr stopped her right before she can even take another step
"Wait! I also noticed something: did you ever wonder how the hell he can still see without a head?"
She just shrugged 'I dunno'
He facepalms as he stretches his face down and sighs "Okay fine! Break his eyes, then let's turn him into lechon!"
She looks at the GOAT's body closely as she does notice the tiny cameras on his body, she replies "Yer right! I see two of them near the shoulders!"
Zephyr spins his staff as he squares up he says "Aight, I see four of them on his back. Take em' down now before he can stand!"
Poppy quickly asked, "Wait, how are your legs working?"
Zephyr sprints forwards while yelling "painkillers!"
Poppy quickly notices the surrounding area, she looks at the rack of gasoline and the pile of batteries.
Zephyr on the other hand fights the GOAT head on, booking it while the goat is standing up, using his jets to shoot himself up from the wall. His gatling gun began to spin while his sniper rifle cocked and ready.
*RATATATATATATATATATATATATA*
*BANG*
*RATATATATATATATATATATATATA*
*BANG*
*RATATATATATATATATATATATATA*
*BANG*
Shot after shot each bullet is more accurate than the last, but due to the kinetic energy Zephyr is imbuing his staff, he simply deflects the oncoming gatling gun bullets while swinging heavily for the sniper ones.
He finally got close enough to the GOAT and he thrust his staff on the stomach, even though the impact visibly rattled the GOAT, the armor was not budging to break. While briefly staggered Poppy kept swinging on the hanging mech suits limb after limb while splashing the gasoline onto the GOAT.
She throws another knife, but this time she slows it up right before it hits him, thus igniting the freshly poured gasoline
He tries to literally throw a hand at Zephyr, but he simply slides to the side using the wall as a pivot point, then the GOAT throws another hand, this time Zephyr uses his staff to vault over it, launching him to the air. As soon as he was about to drop he lands a nasty overhead strike right onto the hollow collar, sending shock all over the GOAT's body
The goat tried to shoot them again with his gatling gun, but due to the fire, the barrels began to flop around as it was melting. In a groan of frustration, he just rips off the barrels to extinguish the flame. This time he tries to fire with his steel-piercing sniper rifle. This time he tries to shoot Poppy whom was swinging on the mech suits, he shoots her with said rifle she just acrobatically dodges each and every shot, mech after mech, but the moment the GOAT decides to shoot the very hook that suspends the mech, it drops right before Poppy could latch onto it. Both the mech suit and Poppy dropped on the ground, she wasn't able to land gracefully this time as her body only tumbled as she dropped.
With his barrel locked onto her, it was a sure shot.
*BANG*
The bullet shoots her, but Zephyr swings just in time to deflect it back to the GOAT. The bullet was so strong it staggered him, giving Zephyr enough time to swing a gas can in the air, and swung so hard that the gasoline splashes onto the GOAT's front.
"Poppy now!"
Poppy poised her finger guns "Bang!" as she slammed the thumb-hammer the whole front of the GOAT ignited in flames. It began to melt down as it made the sniper rifle floppy and covered up the front cameras.
Zephyr quickly sprints under the GOAT's legs, stopping as the four cameras on his back could see Zephyr crystal clear, thus he smashes all four cameras with punches and kicks on the lower sides, while throwing bits of rubble for the upper cameras.
Poppy splashes gasoline while climbing up to his arms, as soon as she reaches the shoulders, she jumps up to the air and blows up the gas-soaked fists. The fire crawls from the fist up to the shoulders. The plastic on his arms began to melt, even the joints on the inside began to fuse together
Now effectively blind the GOAT flails his arms around, completely unaware where the two are.
Poppy and Zephyr looked at each other. The both of them sprinted on the side. Zephyr approaches the batteries as he launches them onto the GOAT by swinging his staff at the batteries, while Poppy keeps throwing metal scraps near the goat.
The both of them circling around him, while he has zero awareness on which is which, he can now only determine their positions via sounds and the feeling of projectiles hitting him.
He just kept flailing his arms while the both of them circle around him, all he could do is groan in panic, he began activating his jet propulsions, while nearly hitting the both of them. The GOAT changes direction every time he hits a wall in the warehouse. Every furnishing around the warehouse scatters and distorts as soon as he crashes onto it.
Zephyr slowly pulls the entrance door open, it screeches as he slides it open. He yells at her "Poppy! Let's get the hell outta here now!!!"
As soon as she spots him, she bolted towards him, but at the same time the GOAT was fast approaching the both of them. Zephyr was jolting his body uncontrollably due to the nail-biting intensity "BILLISAN MO!!!"
She pounces out from the entrance, the moment she gets out: Zephyr kicks the door shut as the GOAT slams his body on the entrance, it creates a massive dent.
Zephyr looks back at Poppy as he shouts "One order of lechong G.O.A.T. please!"
Poppy poised with finger guns yelled at the top of her lungs "COMING RIGHT UP!!!" Veins on her forehead and arms began to bulge while she sparks a shit-eating grin from ear to ear
She slams the thumb-hammer
*BOOM*
The whole warehouse explodes, smoke and flames light up the surrounding area as it creates a shockwave pushing the surrounding clouds in the sky aside from the impact. A plethora of colored flames can be seen in the night sky, bits and pieces of sheet metal slowly glide down along the wind.
Both of them were knocked down due to the intensity of the impact, they covered their faces as a menagerie of debris flies towards them.
For several seconds, every light material came falling within the proximity of the explosion.
Then it began to drizzle.
Zephyr slowly got up as his clothes began to dampen, he looked around the surrounding area, it was nothing but debris from the warehouse. Chunks of metal, sheet metal, blobs of plastic, and even pieces of tattered fabric.
But within the rain, she spots Poppy lying on her side
"Poppy!" He quickly stood up, but the moment he took a step on his injured leg, he stumbled onto himself, so instead he just crawled to her aid. She lifts her onto his arms, as she sees her mascara running down her face. He repeatedly slaps her lightly on the face as he shouts "Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't die on me now! You just killed your rapist!" He wiped off her hair that's stuck to her lip
She slowly gains consciousness as she slowly opens her eyes and says "Did we do it?"
He stutters "I- I think we did-"
Then suddenly they heard a loud clang within the warehouse, though the entire roof of the warehouse had been blown to smithereens, only half of the walls remained on the lot.
Poppy whispered "There is no fucking way" She rolled off of Zephyrs arms then she struggles to stand up, as her prosthetics have visible cracks on the shells, her steps are shaky as she walks away from him - while heading back to the warehouse.
Zephyr used one of his remaining retractable batons as a crutch, then he followed her back to the warehouse while limping.
The sliding door entrance is gone.
When the both of them entered the place, everything was blown to smithereens, except of course his lifeless body… The G.O.A.T.
A metal beam seemed to have crashed over his body after the explosion as it lays over his body, the rain pours a little harder as they approach his body.
It was nothing but a limbless torso, with a tube stuck on his crotch, his face burnt beyond recognition, but these burns seemed to have healed long ago.
She notices that the chest is still huffing, this torso was still spanning for at least four feet squared.
She climbs over it
Zephyr reaches out to her as he yelled "Hey wait a minute!"
She looked at him, her mascara running down her cheek, her eyes blood-shot red, she was visibly exhausted "What?!"
Zephyr drops his hand; not saying a word
The GOAT opens his eyes as he felt her kneel down to his chest
"Haaaaaaaaa~ Princess, you finally got me
I can't believe it took you twelve years to actually take me down. But look at you, still shaking, still fragile"
Then shortly he chuckled
"You know what's funny? Your parents; even though you cared so much about them, they never loved you. They always wanted to take advantage of you, me and you daddy watched you grow up, he often did dity wok with us"
Zephyr notices that she's pulling a knife from her jacket while the GOAT continued yapping
"Seriously, what made you think you had a rich family? Working in a biweekly wage? You are fucking delusional!"
She raises her knife with both hands, ready to stab him down
"But you. Haaaaaaaaaa~ I couldn't help it, your skin was soft and you face was so pure I just had to get a taste of it-"
"SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Suddenly Poppy stabs him in the face again and again, with each stab smashing his skull open, along with the skin gashing down from the nose to the ears, she kept stabbing him in the face so hard that she began to crack his skull open.
She lets out a loud grunt for every action.
She uses the knife to grind the brain down, crushing it by shifting the blade in different directions, each turn letting out a gut-wrenching squelch.
Then she proceeded to stab him on the collar, as she groaned by slicing down the skin open, along with the bones. You can even hear the ribs cracking under the intense pressure.
She pulls out his heart, while some of the blood vessels and fascia attached to it snapped one by one, screaming while pulling with all that's left of her strength.
She throws the heart to the side, drops down the torso, then stomps the heart with her own two feet, crushing it to mince meat.
Then she drops to her knees, as the puddles of blood and water splash around her, she curls up into a ball then cries uncontrollably. Wailing her sorrow she screams "I'm free! I'm finally free!" over and over again
Under the darkness as Zephyr could only do nothing but watch her have a mental breakdown.
Fast forward into the dark.
Zephyr was driving, while Poppy was in the backseat, lying on her back while wrapped in a blanket.
She does nothing but blankly stare at the felt ceiling of the car.
Zephyr couldn't help but ask.
"Hey Pops, the sun's almost up. Do, err… do you want- need anything?
She answers with an audibly raspy voice
"I think I need therapy"