Into the mind of a Saint. ((Mark, Yeligar, Nathan.

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Well that's what I don't understand... *Mark shrugged.* This feels real. I have no idea how to get out.

[Nathan]

Suddenly a man came walking in the door, long brown hair, and a white Doctor's coat. He stopped right at Mark and Yeligar, "Doctors." he nodded at the two before looking at Mark, "You want to tell me why you decided to go through with that face restructure even though I objected to it?"

[Mark Angelus Fri]

*Mark gasped as he walked in.* Oh my god, that's Dr. Sexy himself. *Although he couldn't hardly understand what he was talking about.* Well, uh, you see.... *Mark knew nothing about medical treatments, although when he glanced down he noticed something: He had white shoes on. Without waiting a moment he slammed him to the wall.* Not a single word, I know you're not the Doc. Because after watching the show I figured out what makes Dr. Sexy, sexy, is the fact that he wears cowboy boots.

[Yeligar Maelstrom]

"...Ugh, what are you talking about?" He asked, "I thought you said that you has never met any of these people, and why of anything, did you notice his shoes?"

[Nathan]

With that the man smiled, his skin transforming quickly to another man. it was Nathan. "Very good Mark, I can tell you guys are going to be fun to play with. If you were wondering you've entered my world. And yes it can kill." With that Nathan vanished from Mark's grasp as if he was never there.

[Yeligar Maelstrom]

"It can... kill?" He asked as Nathan vanished, "So, he is going to kill us in this 'world.'" He stood there, in a defensive stance. "Great, I try to find you, and now I am in this freaky tv."

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Was... was that one of the Saints? *Mark didn't recognize him, and there was an awful feeling he fell into a trap.* But besides that what the hell are we suppose to do? Survive a certain amount of time?

[Yeligar Maelstrom]

"I think we should do that anyway..." He said at Mark, "And if it was one of the saints, then where was he during their attack in Crepusculum?"

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Hell I don't know... *Mark paused taking a deep breath before deciding on his next move,* I guess we should just keep going this way? *Mark asked motioning to the hall ahead of them.*

[Yeligar Maelstrom]

"Fine." He said as he walked followed him, "Now, we know that these people are fake, but they can still hit us and talk to us. So, be careful."

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Right. *Mark nodded taking a step ahead, suddenly a man stopped him by grabbing his arm.*

Man: Doctor, you have to save my wife.

Mark: Oh for... *Mark sighed.* Listen pal, this isn't real. You aren't real. I'm NOT a doctor, so back off. *Mark pulled away from him looking at Yeligar.* Can you believe these people...?

*Suddenly there was a loud echo in the hall, a bullet shot which was followed by a lot of pain. Mark looked at his shoulder where the pain was coming from and back at the man who he refused to help ((who also shot him)).* Yeligar... this world is very real. *Mark said simply before falling to his knees in pain.*

[Yeligar Maelstrom]

"Mark!" Yeligar said as he walked over towards him. "Crap, Mark.... Heal!" He stuck out his hand, but his magic didn't worked. "He must be neglecting spells too. Is there a Doctor?"

[Mark Angelus Fri]

*A Nurse ran beside Yeligar.*

Nurse: You are a doctor, do something. *She warned.*

Mark: That son of a.... *Mark groaned.* Ours powers are gone. *Mark then said a stream of certain words.*

[Yeligar Maelstrom]

"Ummm... You know more about Earth, what do they do to the injured?" He whispered to Mark. He looked around and saw people were looking at Mark, and him. He placed his hand on Mark's wound, placing pressure on the wound.

[Mark Angelus Fri]

Mark: Gha! *Mark took a deep breath.* God damn... you'll have to take the bullet out, I can take the pain. They have a medical tool for that, ask the nurse for the necessaries! And if they ask to put me a sleep to not do it!