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MRS Morey - PBF
Malek Deneith:
- Right, another closed door. Care to try if you open that one before we move to trying breaching charges? - Hagazi asked Siobhan
Journey:
Before any more discussion took place, the door slid open and a haggard-looking man staggered out. His clothes were heavily wrinkled, as if he had worn them for days, and he carried the stench of one who had not bathed for awhile.
"Hey, you guys, am I glad to see you." He babbled uncontrollably, "When those monsters appeared I thought I was a goner... Hey, can I have some of that food? I'm starving." He stumbled, his muscles weak without nutrition.
Silhar:
Saying none, Doc took his backpack and pulled out some ration pack, then tossed it directly into the man's hands. Then, he handed him a bottle of juice, made of some unidentified fruits.
"Should be appropriate. Guy, is everything alright with you ? With an exception of malnutrition, naturally.", he asked, carefully watching him stumbling and tearing the bag o' food.
Journey:
'Bob' desperately dug into the food, eating as quickly as he could, and chugged the juice. When he had finally consumed his fill, he looked up at the group. "Um, I don't think anything else is wrong with me, yet. I was lucky this room was well sealed against those...monsters!"
Silhar:
"Fair enough. If anything grazed you, don't bother yelling.", added Doc after a while.
"Now. Would you mind telling us several things to make other things clear ? You know, what the hell happened here and where did these things crawl from...
Also. I've seen your labs there. They are located at medical and military wing, alright ? Do you know what kind of research was done there ?"
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