“The medic’s name? It says here it was a….a Doctor Cheswick. Heh, like that book about the insane asylum. Charming.” Dennis grimaced as he read the man’s background and his eventual demise as well. “Says here he treated all sorts of patients, about forty or fifty. He eventually went mad supposedly, before-”

A loud bang cut off his words, and Dennis instinctively drew his gun and placed himself in front of Roseia. “Whoever’s out there, show yourself!”