[She doesn't. Because of course she doesn't - even when drugged, she's always more alert than she acts. Her eyes go sharp as he crosses the room, scalpel-sharp, but she doesn't move towards him or away. Just watches, as still as a painting where only the eyes move.]
[When he gets there, if he chooses to pull back the crisp white sheet, he'll find the body of a girl - Abigail's age, height, weight, shockingly similar in appearance in every way - cleaned of blood but with holes pressed all through her torso, as if she's been mounted on antlers.]
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[When he gets there, if he chooses to pull back the crisp white sheet, he'll find the body of a girl - Abigail's age, height, weight, shockingly similar in appearance in every way - cleaned of blood but with holes pressed all through her torso, as if she's been mounted on antlers.]