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Amrita squeaked when the pillow went through the ghost ghoul, hopping out of the way on instinct. "Heeeey...th-that's not very nice!" Plus, you know, Cricket was right there!She pointed 'secretly' at the Professor as if to prove she was where the Vetala said she was. It didn't take long for Pepin to get her attention again, specifically the way her arm distorted and pixelated.

"Ooooh..." Pressing her lips together, she looked over at Riley, shivering as she stared at the wound. But no matter how hard she stared... "I...I can't see it..." Not that she didn't believe the ghoul! She seemed rather honest for the most part; plus she kept bringing it up. "What causes it?" This time she pointed at Pepin herself, more specifically the area she had previously pinched.

She wanted to try poking Pepin! She just...didn't know how to ask.

While he was walking away from the office, a number of things were going on through his mind. Some of it had to do with what Pepin's nonsense. Pixeling. Glitching. That shouldn't be possible right now. She wasn't a ghost. By Jack he hoped she did not respawn as a ghost. Besides, the only time anyone did that sort of thing was when their FEAR was being messed up or drained or whatever. That dagger wasn't inside of Riley anymore so Pepin was just--

Jericho paused.

Sammy mentioned a possible Insanity infection or something. And when he had touched the wound while trying to get the pill into her, he felt horrible. Like his own FEAR was being sapped at that moment.

Turning around, he looked back over towards the office, gritting his teeth. Was it possible? After lingering in the hall for a little longer, he made his way back into the nurse's office, moving back to where Riley and Cricket were.

He had an idea.

"Nurse Cricket.." he started, wary. The Nurse wasn't happy right now so he was really hoping that speaking to her wouldn't cause him to get eaten or worse, "Riley was.. stabbed by a strange dagger that messed with her FEAR. I.. What if it left something behind?"

Could the dagger have chipped off a little? His gaze shifted down towards Riley's still form. In his distress earlier, he never really took a good look at the wound after Cricket stopped the leaking FEAR. The blue cracks around the hole were a bit worrisome.

"Y-yeah, she was," Jericho nodded before stepping closer. With a sort of grimace, he carefully took Riley, holding her in place. He hoped that Cricket could find the source, whether it was an actual physical chunk of dagger, or some sort of residue or whatever. Right now, it was the only thing he could think of that was still messing with her current state.

If nothing was there, then.. well.

He didn't want to think about that.

As Jericho picked the body up, it had already started to become clear that his theory wasn't so very far off. Despite the black, oozing fluid that had remained on the cot after she'd been flipped, her wound was undeniably still corrupted. The black sides of the wound looked as though something bright and blue was trying to sizzle it's way through it. Little slivers of electricity, burrowing their way into what simply looked like nothing - the stanched wound, plugged up by all of the Fear Cricket had infused into her, was the only thing keeping those little crackles of electricity from passing past the wound and into Riley's body.

There was no physical remainder of the dagger that had plunged into Riley - but it was clear that something had remained. Something that wanted in - bad.

Cricket yelled.

It was not a shocking thing, Cricket was probably the second most likely teacher to physically assault a student rivaled only by Red. In this case that left Cricket number one to turn her FEAR on students in a fit of anger. After all she had ate Bull for eating one of her bugs. It seemed this situation was no different.

Still she didn't leave, she simply remained quiet, watching, waiting till the room emptied out more. By now her right arm remained crossed on the chair, her left one dangling lazily swaying side to side ever slight along the back of the chair as she watched.

Eventually Jericho returned, and with Crickets aid the two rolled the body over gently. The ooze was disgusting to say the least, and slowly she sat up to get a better look from her seat.

"Someone else was stabbed by one of those daggers once, but it was only one." She remarked, "This time it was left in longer, and other daggers where working near by." She frowned a bit, "I think I've seen something like that blue stuff before." She glanced at Cricket wondering if she would frown on Sammy saying too much, but she continued on trying to pick her words carefully, "It matches her weapons inside kind of. And the flames, both hers and his." She didn't want to say it, but she was starting to wonder if blue lights like that was a physical sign of Insanity. Possibly even in it's purest form, and likely most deadly.

((*drowns under quotes* ))

Cricket took some time to touch at the sides of the wound, her own fingers vibrating in response to it, making a face as though she was completely puzzled by how she was supposed to fix such a thing. Even the markings in her hands receded from the surface she touched, along with her engulfing touch left the offended area at peace.

"....I wonder if I can eat this.." she finally said after a moment. It was probably a strange statement to those who hadn't known Cricket for a long period of time - yes, she'd 'eaten' Bul, but even then, she had to wonder about jostling such an area of flesh free to do such, thoughtful.

"This is like a burn I haven't seen before. Whatever burnt her isn't so much 'repelling' the FEAR that touches the area, but eating it. If this is to be cured, it is not with a method of FEAR healing, at least not without being removed like a tumor..."

Zar had kept himself to himself while the bickering and arguing and worrying had gone on, simply doing one of the things he did best, listening. He was still aching from head to toe and felt beyond feeble. He'd tried a few times to get up to very little avail, but was too retreating to bother anyone else to help him. So he'd listened with interest more than worry.

At least until there was talk of something called insanity and he started to wonder if it was contagious. He had no idea what had gone on beyond the group of hunters and their traps so had no clue where Riley, who was apparently the individual surrounded by worried students - had gone during the battle. What if whatever it was could affect any of them?

And then he looked to Calder his offer sounding much MUCH more interesting, especially when he was a face he recognised. He very very much wanted to get out of here. He didn't want to be around something which to all intents and purposes could be dangerous. He sat up where he was on the floor and sought to wave the boil over.

"I could..possibly use a hand" he grudgingly admitted.

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