She's got four bayonets lodged in her and an entry/exit wound pair on her shoulder where one recently resided, not to mention her missing digits. Probably best not to waste time.
"Where's the Doctor?"
"Down the hall, sedated and strapped to a table. I hadn't the time to begin my work before you arrived."
Huh. You're grateful that she's not wasting your time but at the same time mildly disappointed that you can't play Bad Cop yet. Or Worse Cop, considering her current state.
"How is she?"
"Alive and unharmed, save for the sedation. I was about to administer the next dose before you interrupted, so she should be coming around fairly soon."
"Who the hell are you?"
She's slower to answer this one. Without breaking eye contact, you pull out another bayonet and run your finger down the unmarked steel.
"Look, as much fun as it is ta wax poetic, I'm gettin' a wee bit impatient, so I'll just tell ye. Start talking or I take this blade, shove it under your toenails one by-"
"Stop. Stop," she hurriedly breathes. "I am Lumnia, of the Healing Church. Doctor Iosefka operated outside of our jurisdiction and had to be removed."
You frown at her.
"Lass, I just fuckin' teleported through a door. If ye think I can't tell when yer full o' shit, yer dead wrong. And just plain dead if ye keep it up."
She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes tight.
"We needed subjects. With the bridge closed, we had no means of efficiently acquiring them and time is of the essence. We intended to exploit the locals' trust of Iosefka."
"Subjects fer what?"
"For our studies on the blood. Father, please, stop the bleeding and-"
"Ye speak when spoken to."
She's turning paler, both from fear and from blood loss. She might not be conscious for much longer.
[] Keep pressing
-[] More about the "studies"
-[] How she got in
[] Try to patch her up
-[] Yourself
-[] Find the real Iosefka, have her do it
[] Write in...
