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"Woah- That's a little close, hey bud?" Skizz awakes to a man standing directly over him, a shocked look on his face.
"Uhm. What?"
The guy looks- Well, completely confuzzled.
"How are you alive?!"
Skizz looks down at himself, noting the stitches and scars along his arms. "I dunno?"
The man, who Skizz is deciding to call Doc because of the white coat draped over his body, throws his hands up, "So you're telling me I just created freaking Frankenstein?"
"...Happy Halloween?"
Doc gives him a dark look.
"What? I'm just trying to be funny!"
"This isn't a laughing matter- This is... This could be the start of something completely new in the science world." A smile creeps up Doc's face.
Skizz shrugs, "It's also the start of my jokes."
Doc facepalms.
Skizz just laughs, whole and unbroken. And although Doc acts annoyed at him for finding this funny, a small chuckle climbs up out of himself as well.
"Ah! You do have a laugh in there!"
The man rolls his eyes, "I am human."
"Am I?"
He crosses his arms, "Ehh... probably not? More like a zombie, I guess?"
Skizz beams, "Even cooler!"
"Your name in the reports... you're Skizz, right?"
"Yep! What's your name?"
Doc puts his hands on his hips, and hums for a second, "You can just call me Doc."
Skizz groans in frustration, "Come on man, I was already calling you that! Now I just know you have another name and you're leaving me in suspension. You jerk!"
Doc snorts, moving to open the door.
"It's gonna be a lot of paperwork to bring you back to the land of the living."
"Oh. I died?"
He hums, "I assume so, unless your heart just stopped for a very long time."
"Isn't that the same thing as dying?"
Doc doesn't answer.
"Jerk."
The man shakes his head, smiling, "Come on Frankenstein. Exit's this way."