(NO ONE'S POV)

Dr. Ottovan Scratchnsniff was cleaning when Nurse burst into his office, her eyes wide with fear.

"Ah, Nurse! Velcome! How may I help you-?"

"DR. SCRATCHNSNIFF!!! HELP ME!! IT'S THE WARNERS!! THEY'VE GONE CRAZY AND, AND, YOU'VE GOTTA HIDE!! JUST PLEASE HIDE!!"

He tried to calm her down, but her urgency was palpable.  She pleaded with him to hide, her voice trembling with terror. 

 "Enough, Nurse!" Otto finally snapped, his voice stern. "You need to pull yourself togezer. Zis is absurd!"

 As she left, Otto turned back to his task, his hands shaking. But then, he froze. There, on the therapy bed, sat Yakko, a twisted grin on his face. 

"Hiya, Scratchy."

"Y-Yakko?"

Before Otto could react, Yakko lunged at him, a glint of madness in his eyes. Otto's instincts kicked in, and he grabbed the nearest object—a letter opener—and defended himself as Yakko attacked. The room filled with chaos and the sound of struggle. Otto fought for his life, his mind racing with disbelief. He felt the sharp pain of the knife piercing his skin, over and over again. And then, as darkness closed in, he heard Yakko's chilling laughter echoing in his ears. 

 Nurse, who had been watching in horror from the doorway, turned and ran, her heart pounding with fear and dread. The once familiar faces of the Warners now twisted into something unrecognizable, a nightmare come to life. She knew she had to escape, to survive this onslaught of madness that had engulfed the water tower.