[arkham asylum]
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arkhamunhingedCaroline hurries through the tunnels toward the Medical Facility with an armload of papers. She's supposed to be bringing a Doctor... Bradley? a bunch of paperwork and then dropping some more off in Intensive Treatment. At least they let her use the tunnels. It's raining today.
Honestly, she's still not entirely sure how she landed this job. You'd think they'd be careful about who they let work in a place like this, but uh. Guess not. Caroline is definitely qualified to do dumb boring paperwork things, but she'd expected a background check or something. Well, whatever. If they don't care that the basically has no background, she's certainly not going to bring it up.
She finally hits the Medical end of the tunnel and climbs the stairs up into the facility proper. Fortunately, just about all the buildings have hospital-style maps scattered around in the public areas. She leans in and squints. Aha. Private therapy rooms and doctors' offices are on the second floor. The note from Dr. Bradley mentioned getting his paperwork between sessions. Hopefully he doesn't need her to do anything else. Caroline ducks back into the stairwell and climbs up to the second floor. From there, it's easy enough to find the right block of offices. She passes a couple of orderlies and one of those upright gurney things (Caroline's sure they have a name, but she has no idea what it is) on the way to the right office. Must be somebody fairly high security up here somewhere. Well, whatever. Caroline knocks on Dr. Bradley's door and waits.
Honestly, she's still not entirely sure how she landed this job. You'd think they'd be careful about who they let work in a place like this, but uh. Guess not. Caroline is definitely qualified to do dumb boring paperwork things, but she'd expected a background check or something. Well, whatever. If they don't care that the basically has no background, she's certainly not going to bring it up.
She finally hits the Medical end of the tunnel and climbs the stairs up into the facility proper. Fortunately, just about all the buildings have hospital-style maps scattered around in the public areas. She leans in and squints. Aha. Private therapy rooms and doctors' offices are on the second floor. The note from Dr. Bradley mentioned getting his paperwork between sessions. Hopefully he doesn't need her to do anything else. Caroline ducks back into the stairwell and climbs up to the second floor. From there, it's easy enough to find the right block of offices. She passes a couple of orderlies and one of those upright gurney things (Caroline's sure they have a name, but she has no idea what it is) on the way to the right office. Must be somebody fairly high security up here somewhere. Well, whatever. Caroline knocks on Dr. Bradley's door and waits.
