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.
"Doyleton."
Another chuckle, this time only slightly more sane as Doctor Martin Landel seemed to fall into the plush chair of his office.
"It's a place nearby, and you might be seeing it soon, though I'm not sure if you want to." He sighed, and one could almost picture him running his hand through hair that was usually tidy. "A field trip, you could call it, to one of the last heavens left on this Earth, as artificial as it might be. Yes, this Earth, not your Gaia, Expel, Ivalice, Auldrant, Radiant Garden, or--God, whatever the hell else you people call your ridiculous playtime lands.
"In any case, this is all you know now, and this is all you will know, and perhaps, in a month or so, it will be all that you have known."
A pause.
"Heh. Our first group of patients to be introduced tonight seems to have finally arrived. We'll see what they think of your personal hell. Who knows? Maybe they'll try to exploit you for information under the guise of making friends. But no matter. This will all be over, someday."
With another rasp and a sharp crackle, the intercom slowly died to silence once more.
"Doyleton."
Another chuckle, this time only slightly more sane as Doctor Martin Landel seemed to fall into the plush chair of his office.
"It's a place nearby, and you might be seeing it soon, though I'm not sure if you want to." He sighed, and one could almost picture him running his hand through hair that was usually tidy. "A field trip, you could call it, to one of the last heavens left on this Earth, as artificial as it might be. Yes, this Earth, not your Gaia, Expel, Ivalice, Auldrant, Radiant Garden, or--God, whatever the hell else you people call your ridiculous playtime lands.
"In any case, this is all you know now, and this is all you will know, and perhaps, in a month or so, it will be all that you have known."
A pause.
"Heh. Our first group of patients to be introduced tonight seems to have finally arrived. We'll see what they think of your personal hell. Who knows? Maybe they'll try to exploit you for information under the guise of making friends. But no matter. This will all be over, someday."
With another rasp and a sharp crackle, the intercom slowly died to silence once more.