Post by Blake Sterling Jr. on Feb 23, 2015 3:19:06 GMT -8
“This is Doctor Justin Case. This is recording Two two two one five. This is a recording of my rounds tonight. For legitimacy these recordings will be unedited, please be aware of what you may hear.”
“ Case file four six two two dash three. Records show patient’s name is John Doe. Like many in this establishment he was dropped off when more costly facilities could no longer deal with his needs.”
*Tap Tap Tap*
“Here less than a week and the health of these people is barely sustainable. I’m honestly surprised there hasn’t been a larger death rate. Malnutrition, bed sores, some even bare scars of feedings that weren’t even healed. Such things will not stand now that they are under my care.”
“Subject four… I’m going to call you Art. How are you doing to night Art?” Thrashing and moaning answer. “Well that’s not very nice, I am sorry you chewed off your tongue… say ahhhh tisk tisk tisk that’s not going to do at all. Subj.. Art’s tongue is infected, hopefully we can get him into surgery shortly.”
*CLICK*
“Case file eight six two five dash two. Oh this one has a real name.”
*THUNK, creeEAAAK.*
“Hello Sara, I’m Doctor Case, I’m…” “HELP ME, I’ve been kidnapped by Monsters… Horrible monsters. Save me… SAVE ME I Promise I’ll Be GOOD HHHEEEELLLPP MEEEE.”
“Sara? May I call you Sara? You have had a mental break from reality. While I’m not a psychologist, I’m here to…” “CAN’T you Hear ME? There are MONsters! All aRound You Work for MONSTERS.”
“Sara you need to calm down I need to check your vitals. Oh Sara you seem to have soiled yourself… that’s not…”
“SHUT UP, SET ME Free… please… I WANT TO just go home…”
“I’m very sorry Sara, I cannot let you go. You’re suffering from delusions. It says here in your file… Oh my… ummm Sara you killed your family?”
“AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHggggggghh “
*Thrashing, scraping metal, crying*
“Um.. umm. Sara you seem upset… I’ll come back later. I’ll inform the orderly about changing your dressing gown.”
*Creeaak, Thunk*
“Hum, might need to get maintenance down here to oil those hinges. You have to be hard of heart to work with people suffering, but you have to have humanity to. They are the ones imprisoned in their own minds. No matter how trapped in here with them we feel, that’s just an illusion. I’ll earn their trust, this might not be the kids and lollipop crowd I’m use to, but I feel home here and that’s nice.”
“Case file one one zero one dash zero. Patient’s name… oh my”
“ Case file four six two two dash three. Records show patient’s name is John Doe. Like many in this establishment he was dropped off when more costly facilities could no longer deal with his needs.”
*Tap Tap Tap*
“Here less than a week and the health of these people is barely sustainable. I’m honestly surprised there hasn’t been a larger death rate. Malnutrition, bed sores, some even bare scars of feedings that weren’t even healed. Such things will not stand now that they are under my care.”
“Subject four… I’m going to call you Art. How are you doing to night Art?” Thrashing and moaning answer. “Well that’s not very nice, I am sorry you chewed off your tongue… say ahhhh tisk tisk tisk that’s not going to do at all. Subj.. Art’s tongue is infected, hopefully we can get him into surgery shortly.”
*CLICK*
“Case file eight six two five dash two. Oh this one has a real name.”
*THUNK, creeEAAAK.*
“Hello Sara, I’m Doctor Case, I’m…” “HELP ME, I’ve been kidnapped by Monsters… Horrible monsters. Save me… SAVE ME I Promise I’ll Be GOOD HHHEEEELLLPP MEEEE.”
“Sara? May I call you Sara? You have had a mental break from reality. While I’m not a psychologist, I’m here to…” “CAN’T you Hear ME? There are MONsters! All aRound You Work for MONSTERS.”
“Sara you need to calm down I need to check your vitals. Oh Sara you seem to have soiled yourself… that’s not…”
“SHUT UP, SET ME Free… please… I WANT TO just go home…”
“I’m very sorry Sara, I cannot let you go. You’re suffering from delusions. It says here in your file… Oh my… ummm Sara you killed your family?”
“AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHggggggghh “
*Thrashing, scraping metal, crying*
“Um.. umm. Sara you seem upset… I’ll come back later. I’ll inform the orderly about changing your dressing gown.”
*Creeaak, Thunk*
“Hum, might need to get maintenance down here to oil those hinges. You have to be hard of heart to work with people suffering, but you have to have humanity to. They are the ones imprisoned in their own minds. No matter how trapped in here with them we feel, that’s just an illusion. I’ll earn their trust, this might not be the kids and lollipop crowd I’m use to, but I feel home here and that’s nice.”
“Case file one one zero one dash zero. Patient’s name… oh my”