personal note: though of course, once you can smell the gas, it's probably a little late if you're not wearing a mask! I'm sure I can fix it so people aren't affected, though, and it's such a useful place to get some work done, especially now it's been cleared out a little - A
warning: many sections of the hospital may be or become flooded with gas. this seems to be a very potent anaesthetic, and may also show paralytic qualities. the gas can be identified by a greenish tinge and strong smell of lavender.
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about me:
I don't intend to use this blog for personal posts, but if you need to you can call me Sand. I'm older than 20 and younger than 70. I'm queer.
I will probably never be more specific than this.
One of the doors looks like a residential front door, painted blue, complete with letter box and knocker- although the letter box doesn't open, and the knocker makes very little noise, as is to be expected from paper and cardboard.
you'll remember a smile and a laugh and a feeling that something you should know was said. but what it was, and if it was important, will never return to you.
Or perhaps it didn't happen, and the things you said were never heard.
She won't tell you her name. She says that god took it in exchange for her ability to mend people, but she doesn't miss it. all you need to know is that she can help, if you need it.
she says she can't let you through the doors just for curiosity, but she can let you read the records, if you really want to know what kind of things she's watching. but only, she adds, because you've been so polite
and she does appreciate politeness.