Medical Pavilion

[Angel]

An empty echoing expanse of silence is all thats there to greet any who should walk in. Health stations are mounted on the walls, the same walls stained by blood, messages scrawled hastily in blood and dirt.

"STEINMAN KILLS"

"Above All do no harm.."

Dental practises, surgery waiting room, all empty, abandoned, bar that of the areas feared doctor, Steinman.

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[sigma]

From the minute she'd set foot in the foyer, Subject Sigma had known with every fiber of her being that coming here was a bad idea. The very idea of what she was trying to do was almost laughably insane, especially when weighed against the possible outcomes of her little mission. The only thing that propelled her over the threshold and into the lobby was the knowledge of one simple fact; it had to be done.

Darting across the open space and ducking behind the reception desk, Sigma flattened her back against the cool wood, peering warily through the slanted holes of her blood-spattered butterfly mask. Her right shoulder, its neat bandaging contrasting sharply with the rest of her ragged appearance, throbbed faintly. Alright, she thought, pressing a hand to her hammering heart, Alright, so far, so good. Just stay out of sight, do what you need to do, and get out fast. Simple, eh? No... no need to be so scared... She swallowed hard, peering out from behind the desk one more time before preparing to make a run for the stairs.

[[Er, just a quick question: what's the timeframe for this? Like, where does it fit into Rapture's timeline?]]