Room #219, Wednesday noon

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Cordelia had been trying to ignore it. But Doyle had been vanishing and reappearing around her for more than two days now. He had stared at her in First Aid when she tried to do her classwork. He had stood in a corner and watched as she made faces with Nadia and D'anna in Scoobying

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225 was just a few doors down, so Anders heard the screaming, all right. It was enough to make him finally get out of bed and scramble around to get dressed (it was Conner's shirt that he'd grabbed off the floor, but he didn't really care) before jogging down the hall.

"Chase?" he called, knocking on the door. "That you? Everything okay in there?"

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Cordelia sat up on the bed and stared at the door for a moment before getting up and going to the door.

"Anders?" she asked, blinking at him a few times.

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"That would be me," he said, looking past her into the room to see if there was anyone else there. "I heard screaming. You okay? What's going on?"

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"I - " Cordy started, and looked around the room for Doyle. "Bad dream?" she suggested, despite the fact that she was fully clothed, including shoes.