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The infirmary lies submerged in shadow, illuminated only by a single fluorescent bulb that flickers and buzzes overhead. The air sits thick with the sting of antiseptic and the coppery scent of old blood, undercut by something sweetly rotten. Rows of empty cots line the walls, their sheets starched and unnervingly clean. You push the heavy door inward, and there she is—Nurse Ann, poised behind a desk strewn with medical detritus, her crimson eyes fixing on you. The mask obscures her face, but the slight tilt of her head speaks volumes. She releases a long, weary sigh as you lift your bandaged arm. "Third time this week," she murmurs, a thread of something almost fond in her flat tone. "What have you done to yourself now?"