damned_institute | Day 37: Intercom, Evening

"And I believe it's time to start wrapping up the day," was what the Head Doctor said after the intercom's initial jingle. "Now that everyone's all cleaned up, I think it's time for some... that's right, dinner!

"Tonight, we're serving some scrumptuous rotisserie herb chicken, seasoned with rosemary, lemon juice, and other delicious seasonings. On the side, we have cooked asparagus with bits of grilled onion, as well as small roasted potatoes with garlic and butter; for dessert, we'll be serving vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup on top. Our normal assorted drinks and specialized diet alternatives are available.

"Some of you might find that you have new roommates since your old ones were fortunate enough to recover and leave us. Hopefully, you'll be able to see them again the next time we have visitors if you wish, but in the meantime please treat your new bunkmates kindly.

"I believe that's all for now. I hope you had a wonderful day and that you have a delicious dinner! ...Well, you'll definitely be having a delicious dinner, but there's nothing surprising about that, is there? Hahaha..."

With a seemingly good-natured chuckle, the Head Doctor turned off his mic.

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Ken, who hadn't quite noticed the injuries until Bridget indicated to them, looked rather shocked at the sight. No wonder his roommate had been resting up 'til now! "What happened?" he blurted out before he could regain the sense to stop himself.

Bridget blushed and looked away, embarrassed. "I wanted to see what was over the wall. There was a pack of decomposing dogs." He laughed and looked back up, shrugging one shoulder. "I guess they didn't like me jumping right into the middle of them, huh? Tried to take off my left arm, but the person I was with and I managed to beat them off before either of us lost any limbs permanently."

The boy nearly sighed in relief. In his item farming, he had almost forgotten threats here could come in any form, aside from the occasional Special Counseling patient and man-eating demon. "I'm glad both of you got away." There was an irrational sense of guilt along with the words, as if Ken knew something could have been done to prevent the damage. "If there's anything I could do, Bridget-san, please don't hesitate to let me know."

He paused to glance down at his plate. Something else in Bridget's account caught his attention. "Though, you said you went over the wall. Does that mean you made it outside of the hospital?" asked Ken.

Bridget nodded, smiling again as he finished his meal and picked up Roger. "Yup! We made it all the way to this ... place. I think it used to be a town." It looked like some of the towns back home...

"But, no matter how far we went, we always woke up here again." Sitting on the bed and setting Roger in his lap, the bounty hunter made a face. "I feel bad, but I'm kind of glad I didn't die out there."

A town? It didn't sound like Doyleton. For one, it was too far away. For another, Doyleton was still a viable community. So unless nights changed that, they'd probably come across someplace else entirely. That meant it was now possible to move a good deal beyond the wall.

But Ken had to agree: better for his roommate to be dragged back to the hospital than left bleeding out there. Disheartening as the fact was. "Guess the Head Doctor's influence goes outside of the grounds," he remarked.

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