"Hello. Madness does not always howl. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at the end of the phone saying, 'Hey, is there room in your head for one more?' Yeah, that voice would be me. Greg House. Do you really want to leave a message to talk to me?"

*beep*

So, House had been in this damn Hotel for… a week? Two weeks? Hell, it felt like both a mere day and an entire lifetime at the same time. Even though he saw days turning into nights and nights into day, he still somehow managed to completely lose focus of how many days had actually passed ( Read more... )