[It's a good thing he's not afraid of blood! Because... that's what greets him when he steps across that threshold-- well, not sprays of it or anything... but the stench will hit him like a brick wall. The coppery smell is almost overwhelmingly strong-- and underneath it, there's something... chemical. Like a vet's office combined with an abandoned pharmacy.]
[Worse still, wherever he is, it's pitch black... well, at first...]
[Once his eyes start adjusting to the darkness, little outlines will start to show up in the darkness... blank monitors and bed rails... trays and bottles... what is this place...?]
THANKS BRO
[Worse still, wherever he is, it's pitch black... well, at first...]
[Once his eyes start adjusting to the darkness, little outlines will start to show up in the darkness... blank monitors and bed rails... trays and bottles... what is this place...?]