Night 57: Intercom, End of Night

[damned_intercom]

The intercom kept its silence since the Eagle's impassioned speech, as though that alone was sufficient for the evening. Combined with the concentrated activity in the infirmary and the basement, the patients' captors likely had their hands full. Of what had yet to be seen.

As such, the night passed without prelude, darkness overtaking each victim as the world transitioned from after hours to dawn.