*Someone got out of his restraints. And someone decided to use their injuries to create art. The interior of Tim's room is now splattered with blood and gore, the bed torn into pieces, the shackles hanging from the ceiling. On the wall directly across from the door is painted:
/p|0 \@!; b; |l@s;
[totheark]In blood that's slowly dripping down the
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Who will be kicking your door open. ]
IT IS TIME FOR THE INQUISITION, PATIENT NUMBER 413.
[ Welcome DR. PYROPE onto the stage. ]
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So uh.. Time to let me up and go say goodbye to all the other patients.
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