He knows that he's put it off long enough. Some of the strangers who pass by the hotel know what's happening to him, but he's kept it from the people who know of their world and their magic, maybe out of a fear that if they know, it becomes real and he can't avoid it. "I didn't go into too many details, I don't think, but before I got here, I was in Neverland. I got trapped, but I eventually found a door back there, but it was only for long enough for one of the Lost Boys to strike me with an arrow."
He grimaces, resting his palm flush against the wound. "It was laced with dreamshade. It's lethal and I'm not entirely sure I have much time left."
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He grimaces, resting his palm flush against the wound. "It was laced with dreamshade. It's lethal and I'm not entirely sure I have much time left."