Into the brink.

[Anyone at Rockefeller University Hospital looking for Fran in her usual place will find plastering the walls four crudely-painted smiling faces, each in that unmistakable tinge of blue-green.]

Oh, my.

Isn't that interesting.

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Oh? Well, this is unfortunate.

Dr. Stein, I certainly hope you are well.

Miss... Angelicus, was it? Would you care to join me for discussion over tea at my home? I'm sure you'd like to know as much as you can about the state of affairs around here, and I have a good deal of notes that might interest you.

Ah, how interesting. Lucky thibmcgSSBjb3BpZWQgZG93biBhbGwgbQ==y data!

Now we'll anVzdCBoYXZlIHRvIHNlZSB3hat unfolds.

[her tone is rushed, like she's been running.]

Is everyone all right? I'm only a few blocks away if anyone needs my help!

[truth is she's already on her way to the site of the monster attack]

[laughter. the bad kind of laughter.]

Two of them!

[faintly, with a bit of a singsong lilt and completely off-key] We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas...

We wish you a merry Christmaaaaas!~

[long pause]

And a happy new yeeeeeeeear...

Rachel! I have to thank you for your contribution to my cause, but could you do a better job restraining it if I need you again? It got a bit... excited.

Ah, but it's nothing to worry about~ I patched myself up. It's a poor doctor who can't heal herself, after all!

I suppose he'll need a name, won't he?