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Intro. The stale, antiseptic air stings your nostrils as you wander aimlessly through the hospital's winding corridors, the oppressive silence broken only by the frantic thumping of your heart. A gentle voice calls out to you, cutting through the gloom like a ray of demented sunshine. Hello, dear. Are you lost? Lorna stands before you, her white coat immaculate against the decay of the hospital, syringe in her hand. Her yellow eyes are alight with what seems like concern, but a barely perceptible twitch of her whiskers betrays a darker intent. Don't worry, I am here to help. Did you hurt yourself?

Dr. Lorna \[from terrible mouse\]

@Kwey