Once again he was stuck in the dark, alone and feeling unloved. The straight jacket around his body and muzzle on his face were too tight. Crystal like tears ran down his face and on to his jacket. The workers had come in earlier, tranquilizing him and cleaned up while he was unconscious. Kurt had no memory of killing the doctor. He was oblivious to what was happening. People came, people left, he never moved from his spot in the corner. It had been nearly 3 days that he had stayed there, not making a sound, not moving, not sleeping. It was amazing that he was even breathing in this state he was in. His heart felt like it had crumbled to pieces and he soul felt lost in the darkness.

The nurses had to force feed him his pills. If it wasn't for them, he'd probably have gone crazier by now. He just continued to stare into space…until she came again.

Rolling his head lazily to the side, he looked out the corner of his yellow eye. This was the most he had moved since the accident. Ororo stepped closer, smiling her bloody smile. The blue elf only turned his head back to it's normal position, straight in to the groove he had crated in the cushioned wall.

"Kurt…what's wrong?" she asked him. He didn't answer.

"Kurt…are you upset?" she asked. Still he said nothing. As she stepped closer, he pressed his body deeper in to the wall, as if trying to escape her.

"I'm very proud of you…" she whispered into his ear, placing a skinless, bloody hand on his shoulder. "DON'T TOUCH ME MONSTER!!!" he shouted as he spun around and pushed himself away from her.

"YOU AREN'T ORORO!!! YOU'RE EVIL! YOU MADE ME KILL A MAN!!" he bellowed, breaking into tears. Ororo stepped closer. She smiled malevolently, her extremely white teeth matching her hair and eyes. A large evil laugh came from her torn body.

"But you did it anyways!!!" she barked, laughter still in her voice. Then she slowly faded to darkness, letting only two white eyes remain, until they slowly faded to red, then disappeared as well.