Night 39: Intercom, End of Night

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The intercom's static came on the speakers once again, though this time the voice that could be heard wasn't that of the Head Doctor's. Instead, it was another voice usually familiar during the day, usually a feminine monotone but now even more distorted in the night.

"Sorry... for the.... Head Doctor's absence this night..."

Loud breathing, hard and raspy, could be heard.

"Taking care of you.... makes us all.... so.... tired..."

The static faded away again.