Doctor Strange End Credits Scene Novels & Stories

Silence descended upon the cavern, thick and heavy. The flickering glow from the control panel cast grotesque shadows on the walls, remnants of the chaos that had just unfolded. Rex and the alien creature were gone, vanished in a flash of blue light. Dr. Wright remained motionless on the ground, surrounded by a faint blue aura emanating from the device on her chest. Panic clawed at my throat. Was she… dead? "Dr. Wright!" I screamed, scrambling towards her. Beside me, Sarah whimpered in pain, her arm cradled close to her body. Alexander, his face etched with concern, followed close behind me.

It was like watching a movie in slow motion, seeing the nurse taking her phone and calling someone. Dr. Salve kept talking to me, but I could only hear distorted noises, like he was creating a sound, not in sync. I saw him taking his phone, perhaps calling another doctor, but as seconds passed, the sounds became buzzing, and my vision became blurry. How many doctors did they need? A few minutes later, another medical staff came. I felt like it was becoming crowded, but then it didn’t matter. “Finn… Lexa…” I murmured on my last breath, and everything went dark and quiet.

he changed the subject. I nodded. After that, I turned my gaze to Doc, who seemed to have been standing there, massaging his temples, and his eyes seemed to be filled with regret. He looked up at me, and finally, our eyes met. “Can I ask a favor? Can you two please not fight?” Doc Martinez nodded at what I said. “I’ll keep that in mind, Heidi, I’m sorry. I really do feel sorry…” A few moments of checking and consultation again have passed, Doc Martinez has decided to bid his good bye towards me. And the way Boss Blue stared at Doc Martinez, it is as if the Doctor has something bad up his sleeves.

she says as she moves away from the door to stand behind me. I turn and see what looks like a movie running behind her only it is in real time. I see Adam sitting with his head in his hands. Then I see Doctor Rivers frantically working to save me. And I see my lifeless body there as I flatline. Tears fill my eyes. I look at the Moon Goddess, “I do not want to die,” I say to her as tears fall down my cheeks.

"Don't fight! Please! I've had enough of all this fucking trouble! don't make things worse, please!" I started crying in front of them and told them. "Well! Fine! Kill yourself, fight as much as you like! I do not care anymore!" I closed the door behind me. The Doctor who had just come in was stunned when he saw all the men outside, and he didn't understand how Alessandro was still alive after being thrown from the second floor. The Doctor told Alessandro, “Oh, boy, you need a check up for a brain injury.” She opened the door and found me on my bed, wiping away my angry tears.

The doctor sighs and passes his gaze to others. “Can I have everyone leave the room, please” Hades looks like he wants to disagree, but with a quick look at my direction, he sighs and walks out of the room, making everyone else trail behind him. Seeing the doors shut, the doctor tilts his blond head at me and raises a brow. “I know you’re perfectly fine” He says, almost quietly. “I don’t want to be” I reply and he nods, understanding me perfectly. __*

He practically thrusts a brown bag into my hand, stands back, and grins at me. As the first bite hits my tongue, I let out a moan, because it's delicious. "See - I told you." Night Eyes says, leaning against the wall and grinning. I smile and continue munching. I must admit, it feels good, and I'm beginning to feel whole once again, plus the headache that had been budding is ebbing. "Relations of Ash Thunder! A voice booms suddenly. Out of the blues, a doctor appears in his green scrubs and white overalls, and I pale. I thrust the items in my hand into Night Eyes' chest, and walk to meet the doctor.

The doctor said to Nora while nodding to the nurses to get going. They started wheeling Dante out of the room. Then it happened that the world began to slow down. Nora looked around confused; nothing and no one was attacking her. A small cracking noise coming from behind her made her turn and look at the window. The window was riddled with small cracks and a large deformed wolf was breaking through it. Nora looked back to Dante, they almost had him out of the room. She moved quickly pushing the hospital bed out of the room. As she got further away from the wolf the world snapped back into normal time.

The oath-bound doctor was losing the war to the man consumed by bitterness and revenge. “You’ll document Adeline’s case as well,” I instructed, knowing he would comply. “Same protocols. Same observations. Different methods.” “And when does it end?” he asked, a hollow echo of the principled doctor he had once been. I turned back to the monitors, watching Georgia rock herself in her private darkness. “It ends when I say it ends, doctor. Not a moment before.” Behind me, I heard the quiet clink of the glass as Clarksdale picked up his drink and drained it in a single swallow, the physical manifestation of his surrender complete.

He doesn’t speak. ‎ ‎Moments later, the doctor returns. “Everything is ready, sir.” ‎ ‎Claire’s body trembles uncontrollably. “No… no, I don’t want this,” she cries, struggling against Edward’s hold. But he’s stronger. He holds her firmly, his own tears falling silently. ‎ ‎“Claire… I’m sorry,” he whispers. ‎ ‎The doctor injects a mild sedative into her arm. Her struggles slow, her voice weakens. Tears stream down her cheeks as sleep claims her. Her last sight before the darkness is Edward’s face—beautiful, broken, and distant.