Calla watched mutedly as Alice took her hand. She didn't fight it but didn't help either, just letting Alice take the dead weight. She noted dully that she didn't feel the normal pins and needles she got whenever the medwitch touched her. It felt muffled. Everything she touched and heard did. Like she was drowning in the Black Lake. Her shock the giant squid pulling her under. She couldn't breathe.

She couldn't breathe.

Everything was tight, constricting. Panicked, grey eyes turned to Alice. Alice could fix this. Alice could fix everything.