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[Croix is sitting in his living room, still. He takes a deep breath and gently clears his throat before speaking.]

Excuse me. I have a question for anyone who was here once before.

[An awkward pause - he's trying to find the wording... but with a shake of his head, he gives up on it. May as well be blunt - maybe weirder really has happened here.]

Do people come back to life in this town? Because, I think... that might have just happened. To me.

[You can tell from his expression that he's completely serious, if a little disturbed and clearly very confused.]

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[shocked] You don't mean to say you've died! [not that she can think of anything else he could have meant, but still. that's very startling, Croix!]

[He hesitates, then nods.]

I have. I... drifted off. I really felt myself go. One moment, I was walking through town square. Then, I... collapsed. I woke up here, in my house.

And it wasn't a dream either.

[that is so not good she doesn't even have words for it] Do you think you may have been taken? Was anything done?

[He narrows his eyes, trying to think, remember... Her questions are very worrying.]

Taken? Taken where? And what could have been... done?

I--I don't know. But it wasn't necessarily...death, was it?

[she's remembering seeing Wizard Suliman and Prince Justin in pieces, but even though they were still alive, she has a feeling that's not the sort of mental image Croix needs right now] I suppose that would depend on what they wanted. You don't remember anything?

[He takes another moment to think, rubbing at his eyes with his hands--...

He pauses as he notices something on his wrist. He studies it for a second before turning it to the camera for her to see: a small mark done in a henna style.]

I guess they did this to me. But I don't know what it means. I just wish I could remember something. Anything.

[Sophie leans in, taking as close a look at his arm as she can through the CAT] Magic, perhaps? I'm sorry, Croix. This is all so strange.

It is. [He lowers his hand, and he gives her a tiny smile, reassuring.] And you don't have to apologize, Miss Sophie. To be honest, I'm grateful to be alive, even if I'm confused as to how it all happened to begin with.

[shakes her head] No, I'm glad you're all right as well. [frowns worriedly] Though I do wonder what's happened--and if anyone else has had a similar experience.

I wonder the same. Maybe if someone else suffered the same, this will be enough to get them to step forward about it.

[And then he pauses, eyes slightly wide for a split second, gaze focused on a point beyond the camera, apparently. He snaps out of it fairly quickly with a shake of his head and turns to Sophie again.]

I... I think I just remembered something. I mean, just the back of someone's head, but... still.

Yes, I hope you're right.

[on the CAT, it's impossible to miss Croix's apparent zoning out. Sophie leans closer to hers] Croix? Are you all right?

[but she raises an eyebrow at that declaration] The person who took you, perhaps? What did he--or she--look like?

Maybe... they had dark hair. Brown. [He sighs, shakes his head.] I can't tell much else. It's just a quick flash... I'm sorry.

[shakes her head, though she can't help feeling a bit disappointed] There's no need to apologize. That is at least more than we knew before.

[if Croix happens to look at his wrist, he'll find this drawn onto his skin, and it won't come off just yet. it was drawn on with ink similar to henna.

also, at any point, he will have a flash of an image of the back of someone's head as though that person was walking away. that person has brown hair. how long it is, however is obscured simply because of Croix's vantage point.]

Whoever it was- they got you?

Yeah. They did. [He sighs.] I wish I could remember something useful, something more than just a glimpse of the back of someone's head.

It's tricky to recognise someone just from that, but still- that should tell us the hair colour, at least.

Right, of course. It was brown. Which is... pretty common, but at least it helps somewhat.

Has... anyone else ever died here before and just come right back to life?

Every little bit helps! Light or dark?

[he looks unsettled] I don't think so. There was a close call with the poisoning, perhaps.

I'd say more dark than light. It was pretty average, actually.

[Croix looks unsettled as well. He'd really, really rather believe that he didn't honestly die and mysteriously end up alive and well somewhere. He'd actually much prefer the thought of a close call. Something tells him that wasn't what happened to him, though.]

Yeah. That would make more sense.

[Hawk nods.] I can't really say that it's the same thing this time… but I imagine it would be easier on whatever systems they have here.

[the Doctor glances up at the new video communication, setting his tea down. his expression is far more serious than Croix has probably ever seen him look]

The only person who technically did was Caligin himself, but from what I gathered, he was still alive when his double was killed, and the double certainly didn't come back to life.

As for you, well, how about you tell us what happened then, hmm?

[A firm nod, and then a sigh. He's still pretty unsure about the whole situation, and it doesn't sit well with him that he probably sounds like a nutcase, or some naive person jumping to conclusions.]

I was returning home after spending some time investigating. Everything was normal, but then all of a sudden, I couldn't walk anymore. I collapsed on the road and... [He trails off... but then picks up again with a shake of his head.] It wasn't sleep. It certainly wasn't exhaustion, I know what that feels like. This was different, I honestly... felt myself go.

After that, I woke up in my house. A whole day has passed, too. ... There's also this.

[And he holds up his wrist for the Doctor to see the mark.]

[he's silent while listening to that]

So, you passed for a day and then came back, eh? I've done that before--well, it was more like a part of a day in my case and it wasn't here, but that is very strange.

And so is that. [points a finger at the mark.] I gather from your reaction to it that it wasn't ever there before.

[He's about to ask the Doctor about the whole coming-back-to-life thing, but decides to answer the latter part first. He nods, running his thumb over the mark.]

It wasn't. I have a feeling it isn't just for a fashion statement either.

Nah, wouldn't think so. Not even the most garish of us wore anything with a clock motif. Bit obvious and obnoxious, actually, but never mind that. [waves a hand impatiently]

Curious, though, that you turned up back home. I wonder how you managed that.

Yeah, definitely curious. [Pause] And a little disturbing, maybe. I don't know, could there be a such thing as a considerate murderer?

[raises an eyebrow] "A considerate murderer"? [scratches his chin] Well...it's rare, but it can happen every now and then. [gives Croix a curious look] Why do you ask?

Well, I wasn't exactly able to make it here on my own. [He rubbed the back of his head. Really, this was so weird to even talk about.] Maybe a considerate murderer would have brought me back here.

Quite possibly! They're...not exactly common, but they're not rare either. Well. Depends on their mood as well, I suppose...

Anything else you can tell me about it? Funny taste in the mouth, ringing of the ears, spots in your eyes? That sort of thing?

[Croix takes a moment to think. He really wants to offer up something helpful, but really, what is there? He shakes his head.]

No. Nothing else happened. [He sighs.] This is all I've got.

[pulls a face] Well, that's good at least. Saves you a trip to the clinic!

This might be a bit odd to ask, but have you gone back to the spot where you died and investigated around there at all?

[The bright side of things, huh? It makes him crack a faaaaint twitch of a smile, and he shakes his head.]

I haven't. I only woke up a few minutes ago. You might be onto something, though. I'll go look there shortly.

[he smiles. he's usually onto something, but oddly, people don't listen to him as often as they should] Good man! I can guess what you might or might not find there, but well...nothing replaces actually seeing something with one's own eyes.

[Croix listens to most people. He's good at that.]

In that case, I'll contact you after my investigation.

I look forward to hearing from you! And keep an eye out for anything else suspicious.

[after all...even if Croix did die peacefully, someone or something did kill him...]

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Alas, poor Croix

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