Day 65: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

As some of the clouds from earlier began to clear, the intercom jingle sounded over the intercom once again.

"Hello, patients!" came the Head Doctor's cheery voice. "I hope you're all feeling fresh and clean this evening! To top it all off, we've prepared a scrumptious herb chicken dinner for you to eat before bed. Of course, we have vegetarian options available, so please don't hesitate to ask the nurse if you're interested in that.

Also, since we have the pleasure of welcoming a few new patients into our family, some of you will be receiving new roommates. Let's do our best to give them a nice, big Landel's Institute welcome, shall we?"

The Head Doctor gave a friendly chuckle. "Well, anyway, enjoy your dinner!"

With that, the intercom shut off.

[Note: All dinner threads are posted in response to this entry. Be sure to check the Roommate Assignments if you're not sure what room/roommate your character has! Thanks.]

Comments

[madeinthehrl]

"It doesn't seem like we have much of a choice right now." Aside from death, she wanted to add, but even that possibility seemed a little too grim, despite their situation.

Maybe she'd been too quick to jump to conclusions. Maybe there wasn't any kind of end result at all and Landel was just saying these things to turn the patients against each other. They were valuable, weren't they? They were needed here, as soldiers. That was what the data Rapunzel had found had implied.

But they hadn't seemed to need Allelujah, she thought. And if they'd decided to let a supersoldier go so easily...

"I don't think this is the sort of thing medicine can cure," she said. "It's too bad I don't think there are any surgeons here." A small twist of the mouth. "What were you planning on doing tonight?"

[survives]

"No, this thing is weird... We didn't exactly get it like a normal sickness either." She sighed out another breath, folding her legs beneath her. That still bothered her, it would have been useless to deny it.

Just how had Landel managed to get all of them sick, to get that thing inside them? The food? But that would have affected all of them, not just some. Maybe something while they slept, but... Every possibility Leanne could think of met the same roadblock. There was, of course, no evidence that any of them had ever had something put inside them. How had he done it?

She shook her head, turning her attention back to Soma. "Me and someone else are going back to the Medical Wing. She wants to take another look at it before... um, before we do anything serious," she finished in a lower voice. "What are you gonna do?"

[madeinthehrl]

"We could have gotten it a hundred different ways," said Soma, staring heatedly at her desk. "Any kind of medicine they said we had to take. Or they could've given it to us between Nightshift and Dayshift. Someone has to move us back to our beds, right? It would have been easy to plant it in us then. Nobody remembers how the night ends anyway."

And now that it was happening, there wasn't much point in wondering why. "A friend of mine has a steady hand," she said. "I'm going to have a look around the operating room and...get ready, I guess. I don't think we'll have much of a choice in the end."

[survives]

"And there's probably a lot of things we don't even know about! We still don't know how they got us here in the first place, do we?" she asked, looking down at her hands on her lap. "There's a lot that guy can do in this place." And nothing they could do about it. Wasn't that just the worst part about it all, knowing they were all effectively helpless against the Head Doctor.

Leanne couldn't quite look up from her lap then, at Soma so calmly stating just what she intended to do. The very thought of it was enough to terrify her, no matter how much she tried to soldier on. But Soma... "I hope it works," she said, hoping her voice sounded as firm as she wanted it to. "It's the best bet we've got."