Day 55, Morning - Infirmary
John and his vaguely-canid companion arrived at the infirmary just before the time Carson had ordered him to, for the checkup appointment that Carson had totally made up. At least, John didn't have any record of one being scheduled before now, and he was pretty sure Carson had decided he needed one just because he was in a bad mood. John wouldn't put it past him.
"Stay," he told the dog, and walked inside to wait for someone to notice him. If no one did, well, he'd wait a minute or two and then make his escape.
"Stay," he told the dog, and walked inside to wait for someone to notice him. If no one did, well, he'd wait a minute or two and then make his escape.