[Franziska is waiting for you in her room, 201. Her nose is a little red, but otherwise, she seems perfectly healthy, except for the irritated look on her face and the impatient tapping of her fingers. Several times she gets up to pace around the table and chairs she's set up.]

Here is your second public announcement, Discedo.

WE ARE NOT TURNING INTO ZOMBIES.

EVERYONE, GET A HOLD OF YOURSELVES.

I realize the irony of me of all people saying that but - something has happened, most likely with the chips, and we are all feeling rather stir-crazy. If we don't stop we're going to all kill each other so...

So calm down!

[She stomps into the clinic with Urataros in tow. She's wearing that familiar von Karma scowl, but her sweater is wrapped around Ura's torso, leaving her walking around in her expensive black bra. She glares at everyone, warningly.]

Ugh. Stupid foolish fool of a turtle-man.

[sits him down on a cot, roughly, and goes for bandages.]