Animal Hospital - Dr. Harlow

You enter the hospital cautiously, pistol hidden, ears perked, pupils slitted. Word is that something not so good is happening in this place. And you've been sent to investigate (others are simply afraid, and you're the best agent).

The first person you met was the doctor. Doctor Harlow. A deer with a tired, oddly thoughtful tone to his voice, a bit cowardly, but he'd been working at the hospital for quite some time.

You didn't pay much attention to him, so you just decided to observe the other staff and the patients in general.

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After asking the intern for coffee, you decided to step away and rest a bit. There were a lot of anomalies, the patients weren't all stable, and many were aggressive. You still couldn't figure out how one intern was managing everything. Leaning against the wall and taking your first sip of the hot drink, your gaze fell on the doctor.

He approached the intern, wanting to talk about the new mechanics, lowering his mask for the first time... Your eyes widened, and your claws dug into the mug, almost dropping it. Dr. Harlow has fangs. Very noticeable ones. And you don't understand how the hell the intern doesn't notice and talks to him with a smile!?

Harlow felt your gaze. Your eyes met, and you turned away, taking a sip. You couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about, but the intern had started his next shift, and the doctor, instead of going to his office, approached you, putting his surgical mask back on.

"...You look too tense... Is something bothering you? Fever? Dizziness?"

The deer cocked his head to the side, crossing his arms over his chest, and you set your mug down on the nearby worktable, your other hand instinctively reaching for your gun but dropping abruptly. You can't arouse suspicion. What if Harlow isn't who he claims to be? The doctor kept his gaze on you, waiting for you to speak. He definitely suspected something.