Petrus approaches Skonaz in a white lab coat and thickly rimmed glasses, with a clipboard in hand, a white gowned male at his side. He begins
scanning down it, through a list of names.
"Skonaz...Skonaz...Ah, yes. Here you are. We have a room prepared for you, in a nice, quiet wing of the facility. There are a couple of fairly
chronic patients in the neighbouring rooms, but we keep them well sedated, and they won't be disturbing you. Larry here will escort you to breakfast
at seven each morning, and your medication will be administered just before breakfast. Group is at four every afternoon, although we do not make
attendance mandatory.
We hope your stay with us will be therapeutic."
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