seventh prayer; anon text

[prayed]

So I see everybody took their stupid pills this morning. Good to know.

So, for reference, why don't you all tell me how many you're taking a day. And how much booze you're downing it with.

Don't forget to leave your name, room number, best way to piss you off, deep dark secrets and a bunch of other crap that nobody cares about. Because we really care.

Don't worry, either. This information will be recorded for every asshole that drops in on this Hellhole to see.

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[text]

[warriorscribe]

You tell me I am too soft, but what good will aggression do? The letters do not explain that the network is watched by our hosts, and while it may seem an obvious conclusion to you, I can tell you that had I not previously lived in a place with such a means of communication, that seemed private at times but was not, I would not have realized it, myself.

[anon text]

[prayed]

[Jeez, Enoch. You're really cramping her style here...but she's relenting a little.]

Yeah, yeah, I got it. We're stuck with these guys anyway, might as well give them a chance to prove they're not completely dead from the neck up before we smash them.

So I mean, I guess cut the rookies some slack and start them off with a warning, but after that all bets are off. I'm not gonna go easy on the ones who've been using it for months either.

[text]

[warriorscribe]

Exactly. It seemed quite obvious that neither of them was particularly versed in the use of this tool. They have both been told by now, several times, that they should not have done that, and I believe both of them will remember that next time.