Dialog while document was made. (Door opening) (Footsteps) (Loud sigh) (Metal clanking) Lori: There it is (Flips Papers) (Sip) (Typing) Lori: Now, just need some more information about this infection, hope I finish this in time Patient: Am I gonna be okay? Should I worry about this? Lori: You'll be fine, and don't worry about the infection. But I might need to keep you in a room. Patient: Why? Lori: I don't want this infection to infect other people. Now follow me. (Footsteps) (Door opening) (Door closing) Lori: Now I want you to stay in this room, Your friends and family aren't gonna see you when the infection is done. Patient: When am I able to see them again? Lori: Again, only when the infection is done. I'll tell them that your here. (Footsteps) (inaudible woman speaking) (Footsteps) Lori: I'll be back. (Door closing) Patient: My skin is slowly rotting.. That's... (mild-distorted) Rather queer... (Dialog ends)