Day 39: Intercom, Evening

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The Head Doctor seemed a little rushed as he spoke on the intercom, not taking as much pleasure as he usually did in describing the delicious food that would soon be served.

"Hello, everyone! Tonight is turkey night, which means turkey breast in a great turkey gravy with some nice turkey sides: peas, herb potatoes, a small garden salad, and for dessert, a slice of pumpkin pie. We of course have vegetarian substitutes available, as well as our usual assortment of drinks.

"...I believe that's it! I'll talk to you soon!"

The intercom clicked off abruptly.

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Re: M3

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Asch took in the information. So it was possible that not all monsters were overtly intelligent. Well, they were monsters, after all; that made sense. They'd still have to be careful, of course. Zex had been here longer, but none of them actually had a decent weapon yet.

"You know how to create explosives?" he asked, carefully. Knowledge like that was useful, perhaps - but it could also be dangerous. How did Mello know, anyway?

He didn't know anything about who Mello had been in his own world, of course. It might benefit him to find out a little, especially since they had to share close quarters until further notice. Asch had no delusions that he'd be able to break out tonight. In fact, it wasn't in his plans to try to do so. He believed most of what he'd been told, and things like this needed time - no one was going to get out without using their heads, and he wasn't going to waste his time on a futile effort.

Re: M3

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"Yes," Mello answered with a short nod. It didn't seem to be scarce knowledge around this place, but perhaps Asch was from a world that wasn't quite so violent. "I collected supplies before and another patient's taking care of them, but the more we have, the more damage we can do." That, and he needed vessels to contain the chemicals, but he'd heard there were glass vials in the place he'd first collected supplies, when he'd been touched by the wraith-like creature.

"If the answers to this place are anywhere on the premises, they're on the third floor or the basement," he continued. "We haven't found stairwells to either, so they must be behind the heaviest locks."

Re: M3

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Asch nodded. He'd already heard that the basement was hard to get into; he'd made a promise to himself that the day he got a sword, he'd go down there and see what was going on. He'd address explosives of his own at a later time; there was no use putting too much on his plate at once.

"Do you have an extra scalpel?" he asked. He remembered that Mello hadn't had any issues handing them out to everyone last night; surely one more would make no difference.