"Well, to put it simply, it's killing you," Dr. Singer explained.
Tom stared at him with wide shocked eyes.
But the doctor just chuckled. "Oh, don't look at me like that. You're the one that ate the chocolate. I didn't force you to."
Tom lost his balance and collapsed to his knees. He looked up at the doctor with a needy expression on his face.
"Hurts, doesn't it?"
Tom began to sweat. Hurts? The pain was excruciating. "Plea ..." he tried to say, reaching out with his hand.
Then he collapsed completely onto the floor, falling unconscious.
