I have to say, it's been quite some time since I've fallen asleep in one bed and woken up in another. It has the unnerving quality of reminding you just how old you've gotten when you don't quite recover from your wild nights the same way as you used to. Though how we got from Gotham to New York is another question entirely and I don't think I can blame the champagne for that memory gap.
It seems we're not alone in this mystery, however. I would be concerned, but... a likely impossibility and all that. At least it appears that we are not entirely without resources here. I would concern myself more with the machinations of the entity that brought us here but
I don't particularly care at this juncture there are more pressing matters to attend to first. Like making sure those resources don't run out. Which brings me to my first order of business.
I saw that there were some individuals starting up a hospital on the premises and I'd like to offer my services. Assuming you aren't doing this all pro bono. If you are, then I'm going to have to find steady employment first and fill in where needed second.
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