VIII - [voice]

[returntorome]

[You hear the dreadful sound of ripping paper, and foot steps. There's a pause between the foot steps and the horrid sound of shredding paper when Hannibal speaks up:]

Beneath the yellow folder you'll find your latest rejection notice from the archives. It was brought in with some of my archives mail - I'm afraid I opened it without looking.

[As he

Comments

[chaos_godess]

Tsh.

[returntorome]

I'm surprised he didn't find your gift, Eris.

He found everything, however. It seems I'll be deprived of a few things until an unknown date.

[chaos_godess]

I'm not, life and chaos is random like that, be happy Hannibal.

That's a problem.

[returntorome]

Only a minor one. I have you to thank for that, my dear.

[tntandgasoline]

Oh, don't you just hate it when they do that? They get so, uh, petty, the doctors, and they just want to bully people.

It's just sad, really.

[returntorome]

Oh, Dr. Chilton does enjoy his little torments.

On occasion he plays a gospel, and raises the volume for me to watch...

Rather tedious, really.

[tntandgasoline]

Oh, the mistreatment of patients is so common, it's just depressing. Arkham is known for it.

[returntorome]

Oh, is it?

How sad.