Doctor Strange After Credits Scene นิยาย & เรื่องราว

By the time the movie is over, I’m finished with the water and nearly running for the restroom. Once I’m out I find the doctor is waiting. He looks harried in black slacks, and a button-down blue dress shirt with blood on his sleeve. Milos—without asking or saying a word—lifts me onto the bed. Then steps back. The doctor shines a thin flashlight into my eyes. “Any dizziness or a headache? How are you feeling?” “Fine. No dizziness or headache at all.” Okay, isn’t he done with the flashlight yet? I try to close my eyes and pull away from him, but his grip tightens.

“That’s ours.” His eyes locked on mine, and for once, the hard veneer he wore like armor crumbled. There was no kingpin, no Moretti, no mafia shield. Just a man watching the one thing he never expected—a future, small and flickering on a screen. But that fragile awe didn't last. Because just as I was about to breathe again, the doctor stepped in, clipboard clutched tight. “We need to talk,” she said, tone clipped. “Privately.”

"You lost consciousness because you're stupid too." My hands clenched into fists. " I can leave now?"I asked "Probably not, the doctor said until you stupidity subsides and you look pretty stupid to me" Scott said, standing up. "Hahaha" I said in sarcasm."You must think you are funny." After a moment, Scott vanished into thin air. I sighed. What is wrong with Scott? Abnormally weird. No "you're welcome" before disappearing? Shaking my head, I tidied myself up and left the clinic.

he explained. I gave him a brief glance before focusing back on the screen. Seconds later, the door to Ava’s room opened, and a doctor entered. He was tall, his face partially obscured by a surgical mask. Something about him didn’t sit right with me. After that, a nun walked out of the room, her hands clasped tightly together, her head bowed. I leaned forward slightly, narrowing my eyes as the video continued. “Who is that doctor?” The director opened his mouth to respond, but the footage kept rolling, and the doctor exited the room moments later. He said something to the nun, causing her to freeze and step back before collapsing onto the cold floor.

A doctor stood frozen near the entrance. "Oh…" His eyes moved between us awkwardly. "Sorry," he said. Iris immediately stood up and walked out, shutting the door behind her. I leaned back against the bed exhaling slowly. The doctor shook his head. "Actually I forgot my…" He stopped completely. His eyes dropped toward my body. Every injury was gone. The doctor froze. Slowly, I turned my head toward him. My eyes glowed gold.

"Sofia, the enzyme... it's the key to the Heartstone. You don't just hold it; you activate it. If they get the Stone and you together, they can rewrite the—" "Doctor! Stay on the line!" Sofia shouted. The door to the closet was suddenly torn off its hinges with a shriek of tortured metal. Byrne screamed, a high, thin sound that was abruptly cut short. The camera fell to the floor, tilting at an angle that showed the doctor’s legs being dragged backward into the darkness. (SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) "No! Byrne! Talk to me!" Sofia screamed at the screen, but the only response was the sound of something wet hitting the floor and the low, rhythmic humming of a psychic dampener. The transmissi

I tried again, but my arms trembled, and I fell back against the bed with a quiet, irritated exhale. Pathetic. Venom watched the entire thing without moving. “…You’re weaker than I expected,” she said. “Then your expectations were stupid,” I shot back. The doctor cleared his throat nervously, adjusting something beside me. “You need rest. Absolute rest. Any strain could reopen—” “Get out.” Venom ordered him. The doctor froze. “I—I should at least—” “Out,” Venom repeated this time, not even raising her voice. That was enough. The doctor didn’t argue again. He packed up quickly, casting one last worried glance at me before leaving the chamber.

He had strong, muscled legs. Draven, I need to stitch it. Where is your doctor? A man walked inside. I’m here; I will finish this. Thank you. I sat on the chair watching him as he stitched. Draven's face turned to me; his eyes fixated on me. Emily, his hand reached for mine. I hesitated, but since he lost blood, he won’t remember this. Alpha Draven is almost over…Then I looked at the doctor as he nodded. They carried him to his bedroom.

Tears streamed down my eyes as I awaited the doctor's response. "THE ALPHA IS DEAD!!!"

So whatever happens, don’t panic. Uh, miss? said the Doctor. Look here. For a second, I twitched and looked at Alpha Damien with fear in my eyes. He took my two hands in his and gazed into my eyes to remind me I was okay, and nodded his head. There was no way around it, so I took a deep breath and accepted my fate. My gaze slowly moved toward my foot. I stared at my foot, which was not gruesome whatsoever, but completely and utterly fine. Not even a single scratch.