08-05-2017, 05:36 PM
Inigo looked up with a vacant stare. The man who burst into the room was clearly delusional and on death's door, judging from his blood soaked clothing. He was a good foot taller than Mark, and much stronger, so with little force he shoved him out of the room, where Mark fell backwards onto a waiting gurney. A team of nurses rushed in to bind him in a straightjacket, with his head held in place and ankles tied tightly to the cot. One of the nurses jabbed a tranquilizer into his shoulder. "Take this poor patient to the psychological ward." Inigo said calmly, brushing off his lab coat. "He is obviously suffering from postnatal psychosis." He then turned to Florian. "My apologies, sir. It's an extremely rare, but equally tragic condition. Though I'm sure under our care he will make a full recovery."
Meanwhile, Mark's cot was wheeled to the basement, were he was locked in a dimly lit, windowless room. It was full of machinery used in the Institute's darkest, cruelest experiments. It was only ever used to punish the breeders that attempted to escape. An alert was sent to Nurse Alexis, instructing him to torture Mark as he saw fit.
Meanwhile, Mark's cot was wheeled to the basement, were he was locked in a dimly lit, windowless room. It was full of machinery used in the Institute's darkest, cruelest experiments. It was only ever used to punish the breeders that attempted to escape. An alert was sent to Nurse Alexis, instructing him to torture Mark as he saw fit.