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[ The PDA crackles to life, and the network has been updated. ]

Welcome, patients. My name is Doctor Linda Grey. Today is day three.

It has come to my attention that several of you are resisting taking your medications, and have even been restrained. Please cooperate with staff. Please trust us. We know what is best for you and would never do something to harm any one of you. Being restrained and administered medications through force is an upsetting ordeal for everyone involved; so for your sake as well as the sake of others, please cooperate. It isn't poison.

On another note, therapy is tomorrow. Please be cooperative for this as well.

Thank you.

[Fletcher is sitting in the cafeteria, picking at a plate of food. It's not that it's bad; it's just that he hasn't been really hungry since he first woke up here. There doesn't seem to be much point in anything if everything he knows was a lie. Even alchemy, his secret life ambition, is really an old and discredited science.

He knows he has to stop being so down. Somewhere out there, his family is waiting for him to remember everything and come home to them. Somewhere out there, Russel (he hopes) is probably heartbroken at the idea that Fletcher doesn't remember growing up by his side. Moping won't get him anywhere. But he doesn't know how to stop.

So he keeps poking at his breakfast. And he makes one resolution: Today, at least, he's not going to cry.]