Artemis sat in front of his french toast and fruit, notebook open, pondering what new information he'd received last night via the intercom. He had to admit, glumly, it wasn't much. Perhaps it would make more sense once more people had replied to various reports on the bulletin, but for now Artemis was both disappointed he hadn't been in the hallways to witness what was happening... and very glad indeed.

Between the explosions, the hallucinations, and the screaming over the intercom, Artemis had spent most of his night both taking notes and huddling close to Haku. The night where the walls had begun to pour blood had been enough to tell him that the patient rooms were not safe anymore. He wasn't sure if this hypothesis still held true or not, but it was one he didn't particularly want to test.

But this morning, the head doctor was back, or so it seemed. And tired or injured. By this IRIS system? Artemis' suspicion of the AI was growing, and he was not pleased by this fact. If IRIS was an enemy of the head doctor, it certainly wasn't a friend to the patients either, or so it sounded. If anything, Artemis was now convinced that this... battle between forces had caught the prisoners of the institute in the middle. Most likely, it had never been about them--only about the two sides, and neither seemed innocent anymore.

Not that Artemis had ever believed in dichotomies.

[Surprisingly free! Get him while you can, no limit! ♥]