The Trial [Pre-Cycle Game]

Gary sighed before individually weighing each bottle of chemicals on the weighing scales, checking the values as they came up before picking them back up and placing the next bottle down.

"I agree with the lady," Li said plainly.

He would stoop down and rest his hands on his knees as he watched Gary fiddle with the vials and tried to weigh them on the scale. As Gary placed one vial after the other, the minute hand would go at different parts of the clock. Now, the weights more or less felt the same, so why the hand was moving around wildly to such different distances was odd, but whatever the case the numbers were there.

If the three were to take note, the minute hand would point to the following numbers:

• NaCl= 10 and four marks past it (10.4)
  
• MgSO4= three etches past the 5 mark (5.3)
  
• H2O2= 9.1
  
• IO= 12
  

"If you add that up, that's 36 and 8," Li said without missing a beat. "Or 36.8 if we're going by the scale measurement. Still, that's not a four digit code unless you put in 0368, huh?"

He'd move over to the dials, rolling them to the said numbers, but there was no response or sound. He'd make a sharp whistel at Magnolia.

"Oi, lady," he said. "Can you ask the person on the phone if she's noticed any change?"

As he waited for her to respond, he'd go back to the others. "If it doesn't work, then I guess I'm adding it wrong. If so, there'd be more to it."


PIN PON PAN POOOON!


The melody of a P.A. system coming to life would reach everyone's ears, albeit it sounded like something being said rather than something played. A mic screech would be heard followed by the clearing of a throat.

"おはようございます。 ahem! доброе утро! ahem! Good--ah, there we go! Good morning residents of the Del Rosario Ward!" a rather chirper, high-pitched, almost robotic voice said. "Please be informed that medication time is exactly at eight o' clock! I repeat, medication time is at eight o' clock! If medicine is not given to patients, patients will be forced to take medicine in the form of nebule gas. You have five more minutes left. I repeat, five more minutes left to access your patients and administer medicine manually! Also, make sure to please log your information in minutes only, not hours! Thank you!"

Evie quietly watched Gary with the weighing scales, remaining quiet and letting the group do there work as she knows she was useless during this part. But she looked up when she heard the announcement go off and smiled.

"Nice theme, play it again!" Evie demanded, but then the voice revealed that the group must take medication in under five minutes. Or else suffer from nebule gas. "Oh, sounds weird, what's Nebule?" Evie asked curiously to the group. It seemed like the gas was dangerous and could potentially harm the group.

Which slightly scared Evie, she thought this was a safe place, she wanted to ask the group on the phone to see if there was a way to save the group.