Inner Sanctum Kitchen | 7:39 PM | First Day

The first thought in my mind was: Is he dead?

But no, that was silly. I could see him breathing, if I squinted, his chest subtly rising and falling from its prone position.

He didn't look exactly well, though. Despite having a darker complexion, I could tell that he was paler than he should've been, a little sickly. And the position he was lying in didn't look exactly comfortable.

Before I could assess his condition in any deeper regard or take action myself, Neferuaten was already stepping forward, flicking her scepter upwards and reaching over to touch the side of his neck.

A n a t o m y - M o t i o n - N e u r o l o g y - B e g u i l i n g "...