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Everything seems very surreal, the events over the past twenty four hours were entirely chaotic, frightening and surprisingly exhilarating. What does today have in store for the group? What does it have in store for you?
Why is the Sanitarium allowing this to happen? It seems more and more like you may never find out. Is there a way out? Are you all doomed? Are some more doomed than others? It's up to you to determine your fate, you and the rest of the "crazies" who seem just as doomed as you.
There is a very cloudy window near the door that you entered your "cell block" which you can see very little through. You can barely make out a couple figures talking outside. One hands some object over to the other, they shake hands and soon the one that handed over the object leaves.
A loud buzzer sounds.
"Inma, patients, yeah, patients to your cel, rooms, yeah, rooms."
Everyone stares blankly with a thousand yard stare.
"NOW!"
You rush to your rooms. Inside you wonder what will happen next.
There is a click from the main door outside and the sound of people coming into the main room. You look towards the main room but your vision is blocked by the curtain across your door. Where the hell does that keep coming from?
A lot of movement is heard, another door is opened--that must be the room with the sign, the room the strange uniformed man went into to shred those documents.
"No, we don't change our plans. This just helps us along."
You hear the office door close, without a click.
Then footsteps walking towards the main door. Soon the main door slams shut and the sound of the lock engaging echoes through the area.
Everyone blinks and there thousand yard stares fade. Wait, how did you get back in the main room? You look towards your rooms and you see your cardboard and your bucket through the open door. Where did that damn curtain go?
Everything seems wonderful, you just need to find someone else to kill.
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