Night 26: End of Night
The intercom crackled on and soon leveled out into the sound of a pencil hitting the surface of a desk. This continued for a few seconds until a sigh came on over the announcement system along with a slight chuckle.
"Mr. Radio thinks he can intimidate me with his empty moral code and it's a good thing that he's sadly mistaken. Don't you realize, old friend, that I have become more powerful than you can ever imagine? That I already hold the fates of all involved in this institution within my iron fist? Heh. Your ignorance precedes you."
A woosh sounded in the air around the microphone and the Head Doctor laughed a little harder.
"In any case, I tire of these sad displays of strength against my puppets. You're beginning to bore me, patients, and that's never good."
The intercom crackled back into silence as nighttime faded away...
"Mr. Radio thinks he can intimidate me with his empty moral code and it's a good thing that he's sadly mistaken. Don't you realize, old friend, that I have become more powerful than you can ever imagine? That I already hold the fates of all involved in this institution within my iron fist? Heh. Your ignorance precedes you."
A woosh sounded in the air around the microphone and the Head Doctor laughed a little harder.
"In any case, I tire of these sad displays of strength against my puppets. You're beginning to bore me, patients, and that's never good."
The intercom crackled back into silence as nighttime faded away...