"We're going to get scalpels...hopefully. Unless they store them somewhere else, in which case we're just going to get fucked." Seeing as how it was his little expedition they were all going on, Badou wondered if he should be a little more enthusiastic about it. In his defense, getting fucked could be fun or you could wake up with dents in your kitchen table and AIDS. He didn't know which one this would be yet.

He figured maybe they had a chance of survival (a decent chance even, or he would have turned around halfway) but it was still a messed up situation. At least there were people crazy enough to go with him anyway. "It could be worse."

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