Chase was in the diagnostics lounge. He was staring at the whiteboard, marker in hand. On the screen, he suddenly stopped pacing. He didn't look at the symptoms on the board. Slowly, deliberately, Chase turned his head and looked directly into the camera. Directly at Leo.
Leo felt a chill shoot down his spine. He tried to move his cursor to close the tab, but the mouse was frozen. He reached for the power button on his laptop, but his fingers felt heavy, as if moving through water. Watch www xrysoi se House S08E12 Chas
Leo sat paralyzed in his chair for a long moment, listening to the sound of his own racing heart and the rain beating against the glass. Trembling, he reached out and shut the lid of his laptop. He didn't try to turn it back on. He stood up, navigated the dark room by memory, and collapsed into his bed, finally ready to let the screen go dark. Chase was in the diagnostics lounge
Leo froze, his hand hovering over the trackpad. The ambient noise of the show—the hum of the hospital equipment, the background chatter—completely cut out. There was absolute silence. He didn't look at the symptoms on the board