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damned_institute2013-10-24 06:16 pm
damned_intercom) wrote in damned_institute2013-10-24 06:16 pm
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Night 73: Intercom, Broadcast #1
It wasn't often these days that Landel interrupted the nights when they were still in progress, but there was very good reason for it this time around.
Except that he wasn't addressing the patients for once.
"All hands on deck, we need everyone to head for the second floor stat. Those pesky rebels are trying to sabotage my equipment!"
The Head Doctor's voice was sharp as a whip, filled with rage and maybe even a hint of panic. He had been usurped before and the rebels had taken him by surprise here and there, but this was unprecedented.
"If you see any member of the rebel force, shoot to kill. Don't let them get away!"
And with that forceful message delivered, the intercom cut off.
Except that he wasn't addressing the patients for once.
"All hands on deck, we need everyone to head for the second floor stat. Those pesky rebels are trying to sabotage my equipment!"
The Head Doctor's voice was sharp as a whip, filled with rage and maybe even a hint of panic. He had been usurped before and the rebels had taken him by surprise here and there, but this was unprecedented.
"If you see any member of the rebel force, shoot to kill. Don't let them get away!"
And with that forceful message delivered, the intercom cut off.