Panel 1: Iz and an injured future Rose are kneeling on Iz's bedroom floor. Iz reaches out towards future Rose.
Iz: I called Dr. Chan. She's on her way. Please let me--
Future Rose: Don't touch me.
Panel 2:
Future Rose: Don't come...near me...
Iz: Rose, you have to let me help you.
Panel 3: Tears are streaming down future Rose's face.
Future Rose: No. You...this isn't the...real you. I can't...see you like...this is so hard...
Panel 4:
Future Rose: I need you to cackle evilly.
Iz: I don't know how.
Alt-Text: Come on, Iz; everyone knows how to cackle evilly.
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