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[Anyone who talked to Will during his breakdown was probably nearby when he made this post, seeing as how he made it the second he got his D-Terminal, without even reading the information provided in it.]

[It opens with the soft feminine voice of his Gomamon in the background.]

Will, I don't think you can--

My name is Will Graham, and I--

[A pause and an audible swallow.]

I think I'm suffering a total mental break. I've been. Hallucinating for weeks, and my headaches have been getting worse and.

[Another pause.]

And now a seal is talking to me. I don't know where I am, but I need help.

Will, I think you're broadcasting, I keep trying to tell you, we don't have 911 he--

[The feed turns off.]

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Um, I'm a Gomamon... What's a seal...

[There's something comforting about this girl not accepting Clarice without a question and Will approaches her, followed by Clarice, who is slower on her flippers than Will is on his legs.]

You're looking for me.

Yeah, you sound right.

Hallucinating and headaches, was it?

[He nods, trying not to feel ridiculous telling a teenaged girl this.]

Sleepwalking too.

[Oh, this isn't where you should feel ridiculous yet.]

Hm. Take off your shirt.

[--!?]

Why?

Because if I'm going to examine your head and neck, a shirt collar is only going to get in the way and make it a pain in the arse.

[There's a long pause accompanied by a heavy sigh before Will does what she asks. Clarice is watching with curiosity.]

[WHAT FOLLOWS is lots of poking at his head, Gazimon charging up a lightning ball in its mouth and holding it instead of firing it to light up his ears, etc, but once she gets down to the neck, she's going to make a worried noise.]

-- Oh.

[Clarice makes soft nervous noises in her throat while watching this exchange, while Will just breathes, feeling ridiculous.]

[Until that noise. That was not a good noise.]

What?

[Alexandria rubbed the back of her neck. She wasn't a nice person, but that didn't mean she had no empathy at all, but... well, she was a blunt person. She wasn't good at this whole breaking the news gently thing. Might as well just get it over with, then.]

Good news! I've roughly found the problem.

Bad news: Swelling in the upper lymph nodes, you've got an infection in your head. The other symptoms would indicate that it's not just your head, but... You've got some kind of infection in your brain. If I had my lab here I could fix this in a day, but no, not to mention none of my shit works here...

[There's a long silence. It isn't awkward, at least on Will's end. He's just been struck with so many conflicting opinions on that statement that he's gone nonverbal, just staring in mute horror.]

[He's sick. He's actually sick. All of this bullshit, and.]

A brain infection.

[His voice is distant, shocked.]

At least, that's what the signs point to. I'd need some proper equipment to run real tests, but I'd be surprised if it was anything else.

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