Requisites (corrected): I am still accepting WAITLISTERS! Requesting waitlisting is handled by PMs. I'll be updating this at least once every day unless I die. If all of you send me the actions earlier, you get it earlier. Do not send those to me within two days of my last post and you are out.The -------- of the Asylum - Escape
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The time passed and the pacients caught their breath preparing for another round of questions. The doctor sighed and did his best to look professional while answering them.
The man in white eyes
Richard.
"No, as I already said, I have no information aside from what I just told you. They were not interested in telling me how or why the plane fell." He turns his gaze to
Bryan, who just started vomitting and received a physical reprimand from the
woman near him.
"You should not do that, Sir. Your recovery will be slower if you try to look worse than you already are. Well, I guess that covers everythin-" he suddenly realizes the
pale gentleman is hitting his head against the wall and runs to stop him from hurting himself.
"Sir, I know you are confused, but do not try that!"Meanwhile,
bAldy searches for a suitable object, [3] but only finds a steel tray, which is not very useful for bludgeoning.
Feilin starts to panic and for some obscure reason decides to remember the music she had heard in her coma. [4] She remembers it faintly...An otherwordly concert of unidentifiable musical instruments which seeped through her mind like a slow, maddening poison... [3] She shudders.
Cara sees a window of opportunity and takes it, trying to bolt through the door while John struggles with the madman. [3] She was able to escape, but not unnoticed. Doctor Blackwood quickly calls for security and now she is being pursued by him and some more men while two very big men guard the room the pacients are in.
Two of the men in black suits and shades pass by the door running and drawing their guns. It seems they do not like escapees. Another one appears behind the two security guards.
"Ah, so here you are...I am afraid you have no time for that checkup." He addresses the guards sharply -
"Bring them." - turns his back and starts to walk towards the right side of the corridor.
The reports may be the key. They are not getting their hands on those papers if they play meek...But their numbers were superior, and the man in a black suit was distracted. Finding a way out was not impossible. There were trays. There was a mop and there was the guards' heads.
Tick, tack, tock, the man in black suit is right here in front of you.
Tick, tack, tock, well, what should you do?
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