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Guarded by a heavy smoker named Lawrence, the waiting room is stocked with old newspapers depicting cheerier times and magazines showing scantly clad women. Often filled with smoke, and left untended by a janitor that died at least twenty years ago, it's not exactly the cheeriest place. Despite the remains of motivational posters reading everything from "Injections are your friends" to "Life is good", the room retains an air of depressing dullness. The room is often filled by a smoky gray light, and the remains of people who have died in there don't help the mood much...
Anonymous prisoner's account of the waiting room.
It's about as low as you can get... You know that when you've reached the medical ward, you're on your way to dying in the worst way possible...
Anonymous prisoner's account of the waiting room.
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The Medical Waiting Room is a part of 
Hospital and Medical Ward.
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Talon [1] "Okay...so you're telling me...that if I press that button, something bad will happen? Then I must press that button! Muwahahaha!"
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Talon sighed, muttering darkly under his breath as he noticed a skeleton clutching a magazine entitled Biker Babes, which bore a cover graced by a scantily clad woman. After shaking himself off, he began coughing nonstop, finally coughing up a good deal of blood before one of the doctors silently led him into the back. There, he sat to await his death.
Maybe this isn't as bad as it usually is... he tried to reassure himself, baring his teeth as his chest tightened suddenly, sending shots of pain throughout his slowly weakening body. Never mind... he thought bleakly.
Maybe this isn't as bad as it usually is... he tried to reassure himself, baring his teeth as his chest tightened suddenly, sending shots of pain throughout his slowly weakening body. Never mind... he thought bleakly.
Fortis frowned, muttering darkly under his breath as he stumbled into the waiting room. Blood dripped from his chin from where he'd been coughing profusely, and his stubble was matted with layers of dirt and dried blood. After a few moments, he sat down in a corner, accidentally stirring up dust. With this, he began coughing more, finally stopping as he wrapped a tattered scarf around his mouth and nose to keep himself from breathing in dust.
After he was assured that he was all clear, he quietly set his crutches aside, and silently pulled out an old magazine, entitled Rolling Stones: Top 100 Beatles Songs, and dated all the way back to 2010. Beneath the scarf, he couldn't help but smirk. It always amused him when he found random, ancient magazines.
After he was assured that he was all clear, he quietly set his crutches aside, and silently pulled out an old magazine, entitled Rolling Stones: Top 100 Beatles Songs, and dated all the way back to 2010. Beneath the scarf, he couldn't help but smirk. It always amused him when he found random, ancient magazines.
Fortis frowned, raising a brow as he heard his name called. Shrugging and shoving himself to his feet, he staggered slightly, swiftly and skillfully grabbing his crutches before he staggered off into the medical ward. "I do believe you called for me," he muttered, smirking and leaning heavily against the wall and unwrapping the scarf, tossing it aside and into a nearby trash bin.
"You still have cough drops...or did we run out of those again?" Fortis inquired, raising a brow and coughing a bit more, some more blood dripping down his chin. "If not...oxygen refill? Ice cream...? Even better, youhave any frozen yogurt? I'll take it with fries and a milkshake," he said, snickering under his breath.
"You still have cough drops...or did we run out of those again?" Fortis inquired, raising a brow and coughing a bit more, some more blood dripping down his chin. "If not...oxygen refill? Ice cream...? Even better, youhave any frozen yogurt? I'll take it with fries and a milkshake," he said, snickering under his breath.
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