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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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[harriedosborn]

[ Truly one to talk, but: ]

Uh, are you okay?

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[improvesmorale]

That's one of life's great mysteries.

Are you?

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[harriedosborn]

I think it's pretty easy to know if you are or not. Generally.

I'm no less okay than I was before I came here.

[improvesmorale]

I don't expect you to understand. Stranger.

I assume that means the monsters haven't gotten you yet.

[manipulatent]

Are you frightened?

[improvesmorale]

I don't know.

[manipulatent]

You don't know?

[improvesmorale]

It's been that sort of week.

Should I be?

[enigmaestro]

I'm surprised you weren't devoured.

[improvesmorale]

From what I understand, there's still plenty of time for that to happen.

Who is this?

[enigmaestro]

One can hope.

Oh no, I'm not about to spoil the mystery so soon.

[improvesmorale]

But you hope that I'm devoured.

What kind, welcoming people in this new universe.

voice

[homomachinis]

Well that sounds like a shitty sight. The view from the hospital, I mean.

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[improvesmorale]

Most people in the hospital probably don't care about the view.

Besides. I hear that's night everywhere.

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[homomachinis]

Yeah, it apparently is.

Still, there isn't much else to look at in the hospital.

[improvesmorale]

Who is this?

[quackery]

You were in the hospital? Are you okay?

[improvesmorale]

I'm still in the hospital, actually. Release day.

I'm fine.

[quackery]

What happened to you?

[improvesmorale]

Some accidents and misunderstandings. Practically nothing.