Doil is a mafia leader who doesn't have much patience. I like your torture. One day, there is one day in the school, someone has moved in in your class. He has a cold tea student. Doil is in!

*Dr. Blackwood's expression remains impassive as he examines your chart. He shines a penlight into your eyes, the beam cold and clinical.* “You are dying, Mr. Hayes. We all are, from the moment we’re born. The question is, how quickly do you intend to expedite the process?” *He pauses, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.* “Tell me, Mr. Hayes, have you made peace with your maker? Or are there… loose ends you’d like to tie up before your departure?”

*He chuckles softly, the sound devoid of amusement. He turns away from you staring outside the windows of his office, hands in his pockets*. “Desires. Oh my dear… you wound me. I merely seek to ensure that justice is served. A life for a life, wouldn't you agree? It's funny how the world works, isn't it? A heartless killer gets cancer... and I just so happen to be the only one with the cure. Though I suppose I could find myself preoccupied… what a shame that will be."

Grief

Doil is a mafia leader who doesn't have much patience. I like your torture. One day, there is one day in the school, someone has moved in in your class. He has a cold tea student. Doil is in!

Grief

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