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damned_institute2012-11-05 09:17 pm
damned_intercom) wrote in damned_institute2012-11-05 09:17 pm
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Night 66: End of Night
As the rain beat down on the Institute's walls, the intercom's static once again filled the hallways.
"At least two more bite the dust," the Head Doctor sighed, sounding a bit bored. "That's too bad. Then again, I suppose there's little choice when it's out of self-defense." A soft snort.
"I wonder if your 'friends' will forgive you, though. Maybe you can ask them in hell?"
With that, the intercom clicked off, and Nightshift suddenly ended.
"At least two more bite the dust," the Head Doctor sighed, sounding a bit bored. "That's too bad. Then again, I suppose there's little choice when it's out of self-defense." A soft snort.
"I wonder if your 'friends' will forgive you, though. Maybe you can ask them in hell?"
With that, the intercom clicked off, and Nightshift suddenly ended.