Dana’s mom frowned at her daughter, as if she was half-crazy.
“Dana… just, wait here ok? im gonna go talk to the doctor.”

But Dana was too absorbed in the Wonderball’s words to pay attention to her mother.

She picked up the Wonderball, almost unable to speak.
“What do i do?!”

It clicked several times: Stay… here… or… she-
The Wonderball cut off, as if interupted by something else.

Dana… there’s… someone… who… can… help… me… hurry…
It clicked yet again in rapid succession.
Don’t… leave… she’s… lying…

She was piveting back and forth, trying to decide whether she should stay or go. She finally let out a sigh and slumped to the ground, hitting her head on the Wonderball in frustration.
“Who…?”