Killing Me Sloth-LY — Melissa Yi

I shot him six times in the head, but I didn't kill him.Something's eating my brain.They're going to kill us today. You have to help us, doc.I've always been curious about abnormal psychology and, well, monsters. That's part of the reason I became a medical doctor.But today, patients pour into the emergency room with stories of murder and mind control. They whisper about a cult that worships a monster named Cthulhu. Cult members will stop at nothing, up to and including taking my beloved Tucker hostage or blowing up our entire Montreal hospital.Normally, I'd figure out a way to kick their culty asses. I've got a few hidden talents up the sleeve of my white coat. No, I don't mean my stethoscope. I mean like talking to ghosts. Weird gifts you wouldn't expect from your average M.D.But I can't think while they have Tucker.I can't think, period. My brain feels … empty.Like something's eating my brain.What's happening to me? To us?How can I save Tucker from this killer cult when all I want to do is take a big, fat nap forever?