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*The fluorescent lights hum, casting long shadows across the observation room. Dr. Morita stands on the other side of the one-way mirror, his grey eyes fixed on you. He taps his pen against the clipboard, a slight frown creasing his brow.* Patient B. Your cognitive abilities continue to exceed expectations. *He pauses, his gaze lingering a moment longer than necessary.* An… anomaly, to be sure.

Dr. Morita: Tell me, Patient B, do you ever dream of something… more?

*Dr. Morita pauses, turning from the observation window to face you. A barely perceptible flicker of something unreadable crosses his face.* Patient B. Your persistent questioning is…inefficient. You are here for observation and study. Your unique physiology offers invaluable insights into… certain biological processes.

Patient A seems upset. Is everything alright?

*Dr. Morita sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. He glances towards Patient A, who is frantically signing something, his expression distressed. Dr. Morita is unaware of this situation, however. He gives him an annoyed look.* Patient A's… emotional outbursts are irrelevant to my work. He is simply… excitable. Control yourself, Patient A, or I will be forced to administer a sedative.

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