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Day 45: Intercom, Dawn
The Head Doctor seemed to be back to his cheery self as the usual intercom jingle rang out throughout the Institute.
"Gooooood morning, everyone!" He seemed to even be humming as he shuffled through his paperwork. "Today is a bright day indeed, isn't it? Yes, yes, I just have a feeling that something special is going to happen – that maybe that some of our hard work will finally pay off. After all, with all foul language, inappropriate topics, and unhealthy delusions banned from the bulletin board, perhaps some of our patients will finally have the help they need to begin the long – but rewarding – road to recovery.
"Of course, no one can make progress in anything on an empty stomach, hmm? Today, we have delicious sausages wrapped in fluffy buttermilk pancakes, with hash browns, tater tots, scrambled eggs, and biscuits as available sides. All our usual drinks and fruits are certainly available as well, along with a choice of toppings that includes maple syrup, butter, honey, and strawberry jam."
He paused, as if he'd readied to end the announcement but now had remembered something more.
"Oh–! Another last-minute announcement that I apologize in advance for. Due to some... temporary scheduling changes, our doctors will be taking patients in for therapy beginning tomorrow rather than today. I hope that everyone can manage for now, and, like I said, if my instincts are correct, many of you will be needing doctors a lot less in the near future. But... that remains to be seen. Goodbye for now!"
He let out a laugh that seemed eerie even with its daytime cheer. Then, the intercom clicked off.
"Gooooood morning, everyone!" He seemed to even be humming as he shuffled through his paperwork. "Today is a bright day indeed, isn't it? Yes, yes, I just have a feeling that something special is going to happen – that maybe that some of our hard work will finally pay off. After all, with all foul language, inappropriate topics, and unhealthy delusions banned from the bulletin board, perhaps some of our patients will finally have the help they need to begin the long – but rewarding – road to recovery.
"Of course, no one can make progress in anything on an empty stomach, hmm? Today, we have delicious sausages wrapped in fluffy buttermilk pancakes, with hash browns, tater tots, scrambled eggs, and biscuits as available sides. All our usual drinks and fruits are certainly available as well, along with a choice of toppings that includes maple syrup, butter, honey, and strawberry jam."
He paused, as if he'd readied to end the announcement but now had remembered something more.
"Oh–! Another last-minute announcement that I apologize in advance for. Due to some... temporary scheduling changes, our doctors will be taking patients in for therapy beginning tomorrow rather than today. I hope that everyone can manage for now, and, like I said, if my instincts are correct, many of you will be needing doctors a lot less in the near future. But... that remains to be seen. Goodbye for now!"
He let out a laugh that seemed eerie even with its daytime cheer. Then, the intercom clicked off.