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[improvesmorale]

For the last week, all I've known were hospital walls. Soft green wallpaper. Concerned eyes. I hear murmurings from the nurses about monsters in the night, and then I hear the monsters, those moans and growls sounding almost like buildings calmly settling. But not exactly. From the airtight windows, I see the streets empty out and the sides of the

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[remembered]

Sorry, this place probably won't be much of an improvement.

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Probably.

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Do you have any questions? About this place, I mean.

[improvesmorale]

I don't know. It seems like there are a lot of places to start.

What do you think I should know?

[remembered]

Trust me, I could write up a list, but that might be boring. They've already got brochures.

But let's see. If you're not a fan of monsters, then avoiding outside at night is the most obvious. Weird stuff apparently happens in Canada, and no one knows how to leave. Though on the bright side, the Tower Apartments are free for a month, if you've got no where to go.

Unless you still need a hospital.

[improvesmorale]

I won't still need a hospital.

Have you ever seen the monsters?

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That's good. And yes. Lots of times.

[improvesmorale]

I guess they're as regular as the nightly news.

[remembered]

Literally. I'm used to it.

What about you though?