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Day 22: Intercom, Afternoon Shift
The intercom clicked on with its usual enthusiasm.
"Well, I hope you all enjoyed your brunch as much as you could given your excitement, because now is the time that I'm sure you've all been waiting for!" Of course, nearly everyone had been dreading this unwanted complication of visitors, but the Head Doctor had never been one for candor. "These next two shifts, you may wander to and from any of the following areas: The Sun Room, the Music Room, the Game Room, the Patients' Library, the Arts & Crafts Room, the Cafeteria (in which assorted crackers, cheese, cookies, and beverages will be available throughout the day), and the Courtyard. Minors are free to ask their nurses to escort them to the bathrooms or showers during the first shift and adults during the second shift. Men are free to ask to be escorted to the Recreational field (and play with items in the Activity Shed depending on how well-behaved they are!) and women may go during the second shift. You may also ask to be escorted back to your room at any time during either shift.
The Head Doctor took a breath, then continued in perhaps an even jollier tone.
"However, the following patients will be doing something even more exciting during the next shift: Matthew Lawrence, Peter Snide, Skylar Moore, Lawrence Fischer, Alex Roberts, Jonathan River, and Daniel Wright will be escorted to Waiting Room 1; Jack Doughter, Roland Langley, Kelly Lamden, Daniel Adams, Mark Lancaster, and Franz Haushofer will be escorted to Waiting Room 2. I am of course referring to the visitation of loved ones, for which the aforementioned patients shall be escorted to Waiting Room 1 and Waiting Room 2, and I truly hope that you and your friends and family may have a lovely, peaceful afternoon together."
After a moment of reflecting the same quiet peace that he supposedly wished upon his patients, the Head Doctor made what had become a usual addendum.
"Ah, yes, and how can we forget being graced with even more new faces on this sunny Landel's day? Please welcome Hanada Shiori, Nick Hall, Jake Emmet, Michael Thomas, Kalvin Mirsch, Catherine Taber, Jeanne Anderson, Donovan Kirby, and Fred Rogers! Look forward to even more additions to our fast-growing population as the days progress, and I hope you all enjoy our Sunday treats! Until next shift!"
The intercom clicked off with perhaps even more subtly twisted joy than it normally showcased.
[ OOC: There should only be two posts for the visitor shifts---one for Waiting Room 1 and another for Waiting Room 2. Each patient who's receiving a visitor makes their own separate thread in which they interact with their visitor, and unless you've already cleared special circumstances (like two patients receiving the same visitor) by the mods, please keep all the patients in separate threads--to keep things simple. 8D Anyway, here's the official description for the Waiting Rooms, so please abide by it:
Waiting Room/Lobby 1 and 2: This is where patients wait while they’re being checked in (though no one seems to actually remember this process). It’s also the place where patients are reunited with their loved ones - for a short while - during visitation hours. Cushioned, but not overly comfortable chairs are placed against the walls, with wooden tables here and there. A couple of magazine racks sit near the doors leading to the entry room, which periodicals such as Time, Newsweek, The New York Times, National Geographic, and various medical magazines. However, the magazines seem rather dated, as their pages are worn and wrinkled from extensive use. (They certainly do come from Earth, however, and chronicle events from our time, as well as some ominous speculation on an upcoming world war...)
"Well, I hope you all enjoyed your brunch as much as you could given your excitement, because now is the time that I'm sure you've all been waiting for!" Of course, nearly everyone had been dreading this unwanted complication of visitors, but the Head Doctor had never been one for candor. "These next two shifts, you may wander to and from any of the following areas: The Sun Room, the Music Room, the Game Room, the Patients' Library, the Arts & Crafts Room, the Cafeteria (in which assorted crackers, cheese, cookies, and beverages will be available throughout the day), and the Courtyard. Minors are free to ask their nurses to escort them to the bathrooms or showers during the first shift and adults during the second shift. Men are free to ask to be escorted to the Recreational field (and play with items in the Activity Shed depending on how well-behaved they are!) and women may go during the second shift. You may also ask to be escorted back to your room at any time during either shift.
The Head Doctor took a breath, then continued in perhaps an even jollier tone.
"However, the following patients will be doing something even more exciting during the next shift: Matthew Lawrence, Peter Snide, Skylar Moore, Lawrence Fischer, Alex Roberts, Jonathan River, and Daniel Wright will be escorted to Waiting Room 1; Jack Doughter, Roland Langley, Kelly Lamden, Daniel Adams, Mark Lancaster, and Franz Haushofer will be escorted to Waiting Room 2. I am of course referring to the visitation of loved ones, for which the aforementioned patients shall be escorted to Waiting Room 1 and Waiting Room 2, and I truly hope that you and your friends and family may have a lovely, peaceful afternoon together."
After a moment of reflecting the same quiet peace that he supposedly wished upon his patients, the Head Doctor made what had become a usual addendum.
"Ah, yes, and how can we forget being graced with even more new faces on this sunny Landel's day? Please welcome Hanada Shiori, Nick Hall, Jake Emmet, Michael Thomas, Kalvin Mirsch, Catherine Taber, Jeanne Anderson, Donovan Kirby, and Fred Rogers! Look forward to even more additions to our fast-growing population as the days progress, and I hope you all enjoy our Sunday treats! Until next shift!"
The intercom clicked off with perhaps even more subtly twisted joy than it normally showcased.
[ OOC: There should only be two posts for the visitor shifts---one for Waiting Room 1 and another for Waiting Room 2. Each patient who's receiving a visitor makes their own separate thread in which they interact with their visitor, and unless you've already cleared special circumstances (like two patients receiving the same visitor) by the mods, please keep all the patients in separate threads--to keep things simple. 8D Anyway, here's the official description for the Waiting Rooms, so please abide by it:
Waiting Room/Lobby 1 and 2: This is where patients wait while they’re being checked in (though no one seems to actually remember this process). It’s also the place where patients are reunited with their loved ones - for a short while - during visitation hours. Cushioned, but not overly comfortable chairs are placed against the walls, with wooden tables here and there. A couple of magazine racks sit near the doors leading to the entry room, which periodicals such as Time, Newsweek, The New York Times, National Geographic, and various medical magazines. However, the magazines seem rather dated, as their pages are worn and wrinkled from extensive use. (They certainly do come from Earth, however, and chronicle events from our time, as well as some ominous speculation on an upcoming world war...)
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Wait…
Sasori took note once again of the act of breathing. In death one shouldn’t breathe. Did that mean that hadn’t died? Impossible, Sasori thought. He clearly remembered the blades piercing through his chest cavity covered in the last remains of his blood. He remembered falling to the ground in the empty embrace of death between his parents’ wooden bodies. There had been nothing afterwards, until this.
Perhaps death brought new life? Had he been reincarnated? No, that couldn’t be right. Sasori retained all the memories he had up until he was sure he’d died. If reincarnation was real, he shouldn’t be able to recall anything. Yet, if his life was not new then why did he find himself breathing? Puppets don’t breathe.
Slowly, Sasori began to open his eyes. A bright light blinded him and caused him to have to squint. In reaction his left arm rose quickly to block the light as well. It took a minute or two for his eye sight to adjust to the lighting.
The momentary shock from the light temporarily had Sasori reconsidering his thoughts on death. Maybe he was in heaven? The light most certainly was bright enough to make him think so. Sasori knew better than that. He didn’t believe in such hokey religions, but if they were true he knew that his place would not be with fluffy white clouds and angels with harps. No, Sasori would find himself amongst fire and brimstone for the deeds he’d willingly done.
Soon Sasori’s eyes adjusted to the white light of his environment. There was a light above him with a white shade hanging from a white ceiling. Looking to his right he saw a white wall. He knew that meant there were probably three other white walls to match.
Sasori let his arm fall back to his side. His fingers gripped the sheets and he could feel his head sinking into something soft. It was most likely a pillow. He was lying in a bed. He couldn’t feel any of his equipment. In fact, Sasori noted how strangely normal his body felt. The fact that he was breathing only confirmed his suspicion. He was flesh and blood again. He could feel the heart in his chest beat a little faster with the realization.
What the hell is going on?
The last observation the puppet master made was that he was also being watched. He let his head fall to the left and standing by his side was a beautiful blonde woman in nurse attire. I’m in a hospital? Sasori blinked his pale eyes in confusion as the young woman opened her mouth to speak.
“Welcome to Landel’s Institute, Mr. Kirby,” she smiled cheerfully. “We’re going to be taking very good care of you." The woman proceeded to list off several areas that he could go to and asked him which one he would like to attend.
Sasori sat in silence and stared at the nurse. Was she serious? This seemed like a big joke.
"Mr. Kirby, if you don't answer I'll have to choose for you." She continued speaking to him as if he was mental patient or something of that nature. This was insulting, but since she seemed to waiting on an answer he decided he'd humor her for now and give her one.
"The Sun Room will be fine," he spoke calmly. The nurse smiled again and told him to follow her and she would take him there.