[At night, abnormal creatures will no longer attack doctors in white sandy uniforms.]
He received such a prompt.
That bit of light was still slowly approaching him, maintaining its extremely slow speed just like usual, and not pouncing over crazily like the previous night.
He stepped out the door, the floor creaking under his feet.
The wooden door closed behind him, and due to the Doctor's Glasses, he could still make out the general view of the hallway—it was like night vision was turned on. Although it wasn't as bright as day, at least he wasn't completely blind.
Clutching the scalpel, he walked slowly through the corridor, carefully checking for clues he might have missed the previous night.
He had no plans to "execute" Locker.
In his opinion, a person's poverty could be caused by various factors—natural disasters, human agency, social elements... These factors combined to create a person's circumstances.
