Night 25: Intercom, Early Night
With a crackle, the intercom came back on, and with a boom, the Head Doctor began to laugh into the microphone, his mouth so close that his breath rasped out of the speakers. Finally, he spoke, with one word that seemed to mean more than he let on
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Blue eyes snapped open, casting the wall Cloud Strife was facing in an eerie blue glow for a moment before the illumination settled normally again. His golden eyebrows drew together in confusion as the vision before him contrasted vastly with what he thought should have been.
I died… Aeris sent me back….
Slowly pushing himself up on his elbow, he looked around the room that he was stationed in. The room was completely foreign to him, and he noted quickly that his normal attire was gone and replaced. His First Tsurugi was missing as well. In fact, all of his normal possessions were absent, which helped to cast the feeling of wrongness on his senses.
He touched his face to make certain that at least one aspect was the same. His fingers moved over his features slowly before rising, and he was at least certain of his appearance if his hair was any measure of rightness. At least he could be confident in one aspect of wherever he had been placed.
Sitting up, he scratched the back of his head and looked around his room. There was another bed, a desk at the end of both and what appeared to be a shared dresser. His clothing appeared to be starkly gray, and it reminded him terribly of boot camp.
This had better not be Boot Camp again.
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