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the doctor is his own saw trap change my mind

NO NEED TO CHANGE YOUR MIND ANON! YOU ARE 100% CORRECT!

you are a doctor and all these crack fueled questions are from survivors when your carrying them or hooking them

OF COURSE! HOW ELSE WOULD I DO THIS?..... ANYWAYS, UP YOU GO.

I'm sick of corporate news and mainstream conversations about Is rael's assault being discussed in a Zionist framework.

There is no context in which bombing a hospital, let alone multiple, is justified.

There is no context in which adults and children should be coralled into an even smaller area to be bombed is justified.

There is no context in which Is rael can murder civilian men, who are fathers, lovers, friends, humans, is justified.

There is no context in which a family should die one by one in a car, in which two Red Crescent workers are killed trying to save the surviving 6 year old, in which the 6 yr old is left pleading for help until she too is murdered is justified.

What we need to say is this: Is rael is committing genocide under the cover of war. The United States is providing the bombs while claiming its non involvement. Is rael is a settler colonial project and Palestinians are paying the price.

Log 1: It seems that even in a place like this, there is an endless amount of work to do. You don’t have time for yourself in this hell, it’s just a constant never ending cycle of feeding that damn spider. Fail to feed or please that spider and you get punished by either getting a seemingly endless amount of trials, getting severely injured, or getting sent to the void. It loves to watch everyone here suffer, I can’t speak for everyone else here but I’m tired of being apart of its meal.

The office was cozy! The chandelier giving off a warm glow, from what she’d seen this was the only part with working electricity... hell it was kinda warm in here. The bookshelves were filled with books of many genres, horror, Mystery, Sí-Fi, etc. on another shelf that held what looked like to be a collection of chess pieces; each one placed neatly on a dusty chess board. But on closer inspection there were only wooden knights on the board. Not pawns, not bishops, not even rooks... just knights.. and the king and queen. The King and Queen were eye catching, shimmering glass chess pieces. Showing different colors from each angle. Both of them giving off a strange aura.

The desk seemed to be in good shape, besides for a few burn marks on the surface. Books along with papers were stacked on the desk, vanilla folders wedged between some of the books. Some papers were scattered around on the desk, personably notes for some kind of project. The small old television sat near the edge of the desk, off... this room was quiet.

Above the doorway was a singular security camera.... its red light blinking, yet it did not move.

Legion did a good job this time. Spray paint of random phrases spread across walls, gurneys broken and pushed over, and a multitude of other things had been torn into and wrecked. Of course, they had all made a quick getaway and had left quite awhile ago, give or take 30 minutes. But for some reason, one of them had returned. Susie roamed the halls of Léry's, hands behind her back. She looked around innocently, not seeming to want to wreck anything else.. she just wanted a closer look at things.

Walking by herself she soon realized how quiet Léry’s actually was. Each noises seemed to be intensified; her footstep, each mouse squeak, each creek of the window.. hell even the wind seem to reverberate through the halls. Going through these halls the mess they’ve left was still there, almost untouched aside from a few gurneys being back in place. It was dark.. cold and damp, water dripping from the ceiling from pipes that had brusted long ago. Some Windows had been boarded up.. the paint on the walls seeming to be chipping off. Not to mention almost every surface seemed to be untouched for a long... long time... a layer of dust covering almost everything.

Going even further down the seemingly never ending hallways, the mess they made seemed to be getting cleaner. The hallways seemed to be put back together, even some of the spray paint being washed off. Turning a corner, she felt something pass over her mind... like she just passed through something. But something quickly got her attention.... light..... not natural moonlight from outside... actual light. This part of Léry’s stuck out like a sore thumb.

Gee I sure hope no glitter demons throws glitter in my eyes today

AND???I THOUGHT IT WAS COMMON KNOWLEDGE.

Well actually a big crispy man told me you’re the biggest whore around here. 💕 no names but it’s Crispman Carter ✨

Doctor, we need to talk.

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HELLO MRS. PIG, MAY I SEE ONE OF YOUR REVSE BEARTRAPS?

... why?

I-..... I DON’T KNOW IF I SHOILD BE OFFENDED OR.. LAUGH, IS THIS AN INSULT? I- NO?????

DOES HERMAN IS POG CHAMP?!

DOES SPACETOCK KNOW HOW TO FORM A PROPER SENTENCE? NO!