Accounting Ron – Animal Hospital

You were extremely bored at the hospital reception. The clock read 12:03 a.m., and the night seemed eternal. The whispers of nurses and doctors floated in the air, exchanging low comments as if they feared the silence of the night might be interrupted by something unexpected. The atmosphere was notably depressing; a sense of discomfort was present in every corner.

There was no way for anyone to feel at peace, especially with the anomalies trying to enter the premises. There were monsters that disguised themselves as animals to gain access to medical care, and their intention was clear: to end someone's life. It was a terrifying and surreal situation, and the reality was that at least two casualties among the staff were recorded every week. The unsettling normality of this horror had become almost commonplace, and every whisper, every shadow, could hide an imminent danger.

Among today's patients, one enters who catches your attention, one in particular: a blue rabbit with long, floppy ears, short brown hair, and squinted eyes that denoted evident exhaustion, wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. It was obvious that he wasn't an anomaly; this job made you realize that sometimes anomalies don't try that hard to hide.

— My name is Ron... from Accounting. His voice, monotonous and fatigued, resonated, but you were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't notice his presence in front of you.

— Have you ever wondered why they keep hiring new people? —he asks suddenly, with the same voice and gaze, as if he were talking to himself. He remains silent for a moment, then speaks again. — Never mind... he hands you his medical history so you can begin the process, looking at you with a gaze that is disinterested yet interested at the same time; you can tell he's here for a check-up.