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A Picture is Worth.... Meme

This ain't your mama's meme. Forget your RNG, forget your tired old prompts.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
It's easy. Comment with your character. Then go comment around.
But instead of pre-filled prompts with words or numbers, you find a gif or image (any gif/image from any canon or scenario you please) that sets the scene.
The picture is the prompt.

If you post an image that is violent or sexual in nature pretty please LINK it, do not embed it into the comment.
Some images will not be able to be hidden behind cuts, so please be aware that triggery material may be found within.

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It was a dark and stormy night... that's how these stories usually started, wasn't it? A scene from a horror story was never set on a bright, sunny, cheerful day. The mood of Storybrooke fit the doctor's plans, as if some higher power knew he was doing something that wasn't... natural. But Dr. Whale didn't care. Since the curse had broken, since he'd lost then regained his arm, and since he'd nearly jumped off the pier if not for Ruby stopping him... he hadn't exactly been himself. Of course, his true self was Dr. Victor Frankenstein, a far cry from the womanizing doctor he had been before. Oh, he still enjoyed the simple pleasures of a woman, but the one night stands had stopped some time ago. How could he even enjoy those pleasures when all he could think about was how he had failed his brother, and how much he needed to get back to him?

Gold had helped him, again, and again, Victor was in his debt. But his end of the deal would be paid later. For now, he was working deep in the recesses of the hospital - the morgue, actually, a fitting place for such work. It had been late and dark outside, and he had been careful, so he hadn't thought anyone had seen him dragging along a hesitant, stumbling figure, still dressed in his uniform, the same as when he had died. Victor would save his brother from the monster he had been turned into. It wasn't too late.

There are some who would complain about the lax security at Storybrooke General Hospital.

Belle - because that is her name, apparently, as she's been told (even if she has no memory of this) would not be one of them. She's unsure what other place she could just idly hop out of her bed and wander; aren't there generally security guards on duty? Cameras? Is anybody watching? Does this happen all the time? (The answer is yes, but she wasn't around for the David Nolan fiasco.)

And so she wanders through the halls. They're ordinary. Perfectly normal, boringly ordinary, and Belle was expecting something different. Something - more questionable, after what she'd seen with the man in the road, the one who saved her. The one who kissed her. Something more suspicious after all the things they're trying to keep from her.

She doesn't know how she winds up in the morgue (through some doors and over some stairs), but she does, and it's the first time that evening she comes into contact with anyone since the nurses stopped checking.

"You're - the doctor, right?"

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A Picture is Worth.... Meme

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I'm really awful at coming up with these, sorry!

what you've got is perfectly fine!