Gotham Memoirs: 1-2 Undercover Nurse

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I finally infiltrate the Metropolitan Hospital and come across some disturbing scenes within. That patient... I can never forget the crazed look in her eyes.

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• Event Logs: Yellow Journalism, Doctor Freeman, Lobotomy
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Dialogue Choices

I...

• Ask Her What's Wrong
  • Vittorio's Goodwill will rise
• Free Yourself From Her
  • No change
• Use Her as Cover
  • No change

What should I focus on?

• Tragic Tale of a Mad Woman
  • Unlock 1-3 Celebratory Party
  • Unlock 1-7 A Burglary

• Hospital, or Hell on Earth?
  • Unlock 1-4 Inviting Trouble
  • Unlock 1-12 Charlotte's Interview

Transcript

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• I don't really want to be here...
• You: ...But I need this job if I want to stay in New York.

• You: If this doesn't go well, I'll have to go back home and work the fields.

• How can a place like this exist in New York City?
• A stark contrast to the city's hustle and bustle
• The area is closed off by heavy gates. Only a windowed door provides a glimpse to the outside world.

• The nurse's attitude changes once she learns my intentions.
• You: Please, let me in! I'll settle for a few photographs.

• Middle-Aged Nurse: Shoo! You so-called reporters only come here for your yellow journalism!

• Middle-Aged Nurse: If you don't have any other business here, leave now!

• She walks away, ignoring my pleas.
• You: What now? I couldn't even get in...

• I dejectedly leave the hospital, coming up with excuses for my parents when I have to live with them again.
• While walking past an alley, I notice a prominently-placed sign, "Employees Only".
• You: I can enter the hospital from here, right?

• There are four small buildings surrounded by clothes and sheets hanging out to dry. This must be the hospital's laundry area!

• You: A freshly-laundered nurse's uniform. That's very convenient! This will make sneaking in much easier...

• After changing into the uniform, I hear several women approaching.
• I take a deep breath and step out of the room. The women spot me instantly.
• Laundry Worker: Do you need help with something?

• You: The weather has been dreadful the past few days. The head nurse wants to make sure there are no delays...

• Laundry Worker: There's no need to worry about the supply. We have sheets and uniforms dried in advance.

• You: Good thinking. I'll put in a good word for you when I report back.

• I notice a door behind the laundry workers.
• You: (Does that lead to the hospital?)

• You: I can't believe it! I actually got in!

• I'm excited, but also a little lost. This place is huge! Where should I start?

• Young Nurse: Why are you standing there?! We need to get back to Block A!

• You: ...Are you talking to me?

• Young Nurse: Who else? Let's go!

• You: A-Alright, right away.

• Young Nurse: Where are you going? Block A is that way!

• You: Thank goodness! The door to Block A is unlocked.

• Even though I gained entry to Block A, the other nurse is going to notice I am unfamiliar with the area...
• I adjust my sleeves, and steal a peek at the nurse standing behind me. She's definitely eyeing my suspiciously.

• You: (I need to do something before she calls for security!)

• Young Female Patient: Help! I need your help! They're going to hurt me!

• A young woman dressed in a hospital gown dashes out of nowhere and clings to me. She appears to be terrified of something.
• You: I...

Ask Her What's Wrong

• You: It's okay, calm down. Tell me what's wrong.

• Young Female Patient: Th-They're going to lock me up again. But I've been a good girl, why would they want to lock me up again?

• You: ...They...?

• Young Female Patient: They want to... Help me... I'm so cold... So hungry...

• She notices my uniform and releases me immediately.
• Young Female Patient: I'm so sorry, Miss! I'll be good.. I'll be a good girl...

• I can sense the gaze behind me shift away. I should be in the clear now...
• You: It's okay, I'm not a nurse. I'm actually a reporter!

• Young Female Patient: Really? C-Can you really help me, Miss Reporter? I really want to go home...

• You: Of course. But first, tell me about the...

• ???: Stella.

• Stella: Are you here to bring me home, brother?

• ???: ...I'm sorry, Stella. I can only bring you home when things improve.

• Stella: I don't want to be here. I miss home.

• You: If you have the means, Sir, you should bring her home. She... she misses all of you dearly.

• ???: Thank you for your suggestion. I'll consider it.

Free Yourself From Her

• You: There is nothing to worry about, Miss. You're safe here at the hospital.

• You: Here, sit down. Let me get you some water.

• Young Female Patient: But...

• When she lifts her head and notices my uniform, she appears more distressed.
• Young Female Patient: ...Okay, thank you...

• I begin to regain my composure when I notice the other nurse has left.
• It also helps that the patient is no longer clinging to me...
• A man appears. He nods at me and walks straight to the patient.

Use Her as Cover

• You: What's your room number? I'll take you there.

• Young Female Patient: I-It's 108... But I don't want to... I...

• I guide her firmly towards the room. I can sense the wavering suspicions of the other nurse...
• Young Female Patient: I... I'm fine... I'll be fine from here...

• You: Oh right. Didn't you say something about someone hurting you?

• Young Female Patient: N-No... You heard wrong... N-No one is hurting me...

• ???: Stella.

• Stella: Brother! You're here!

• ???: How are you feeling?

• Stella: I-I... I feel fine...

• ???: ...You should be more compassionate to your patients.

• ???: You can go now. I would like to speak to my sister in private.

• Young Nurse: Can I get some help? Jessica Taylor is having another relapse!

• A young nurse shouts urgently from the top of the staircase on the second floor.
• I shouldn't go up there. I should avoid further contact with anybody else...
• I take a step back, and begin retreating behind a wall.
• My sudden movement catches her eye.
• Young Nurse: You there! Please hurry, I need your help!

• I have no choice. I don't want to raise any more suspicion.
• As I walk deeper into the hospital, I witness despair beyond my imagination.
• This place is occupied by violent nurses, indifferent doctors, and brutalized patients...
• Young Nurse: Quick, get the straps!

• You: (Straps? What for?)

• I enter a ward with the nurse and heavy straps in tow.

• The ward is in a repulsive state. The walls are grimy, and there are stains on the bedding.
• A woman in a hospital gown is writhing violently on the bed while a few nurses struggle to hold her in place.
• Young Nurse: Stop staring and tie her down!

• With the straps in place, the nurses leave the ward.
• I give the patient a quick glance. Her hospital gown is in tatters, her disheveled blonde hair obscures her face.
• A low cry escapes her throat. I can't tell if it's in anger or sadness. Perhaps both.
• Young Nurse: Stay behind and watch her.

• Young Nurse: I'm going to speak to Doctor Freeman about proceeding with her surgery.

• You: ...What surgery?

• Young Nurse: The lobotomy, of course! How do you not know? This has been explained multiple times.

• You: (Goodness! The brain is such a complex organ! How can anyone just meddle with it?)

• You: Of course I know. Having to... strap the patient caught me off guard. I just forgot.

• Young Nurse: Hmph! Don't think you can just coast here. A job as laid-back as this is hard to come by.

• The nurse continues to grumble before leaving me alone with the patient.
• ???: Is Amy here? Have you seen Amy?

• ???: Oh Amy, my sweet daughter, where are you?

• While I understand the words she's saying, I'm not sure what they mean exactly.
• You: (Even though she might be making it up, I could still get some details for my article...)

• You: Did something happen to Amy? Is she—

• ???: Oh! Father said he's looking for Amy. He promised he'd bring her back!

• Jessica: Jessica's father is the greatest detective in the world! That is why Jessica loves father the most!

• You: ...Did your father manage to find Amy?

• Jessica: No... Father is dead and Jessica no longer has a home...

• Jessica: Both father and Amy are gone. Jessica is left with nothing!

• You: What happened to your father, Jessica?

• Jessica: They said father committed suicide! But Jessica doesn't believe it! He must still be looking for Amy!

• Jessica: Hehehe... Jessica will be waiting for Amy to return from school... Jessica will be waiting for father to return from the station...

• Jessica: Jessica will be waiting... Still waiting...

• She's incoherent, but I understand her.
• I piece together a tragic story about a woman who has lost her daughter and her father.
• You: (What a horrible life...)

• You: This would make a good article, but I need to verify it.

• While I'm writing the article in my head, a young nurse hurriedly enters the ward.
• Young Nurse: Her surgery has been postponed to next month!

• Young Nurse: I don't know why they insist on having Doctor Freeman perform such a simple procedure!

• You: Well, Doctor Freeman's famous, after all. But... can Miss Taylor afford the surgery?

• Young Nurse: She has a distant relative who is footing the bill.

• You: That's... lucky. Did she really lose both her father and daughter?

• Young Nurse: Why are you so concerned about her?

• You: It's just hard to believe so much misfortune can happen to one person.

• Young Nurse: Misfortune is common to those with no money or power in New York.

• Young Nurse: This hospital is run by the city, so some things are less than above board.

• Young Nurse: If you wish to avoid any "misfortune" of your own, don't ask so many questions while you're here.

• You: (It's difficult to change the city on your own.)

• You: (But I'm a reporter. I can't give up so easily.)

• You: I can't just turn a blind eye.

• Young Nurse: Really? We'll see how things turn out for you... Let's go get something to eat.

• Middle-Aged Nurse: You should have seen Anna. When I was done with her, she was on her knees begging for mercy.

• Middle-Aged Nurse: Her husband abandoned her long ago, how dare she still act all high and mighty around us.

• Young Nurse: But I've heard her family know people in high places. You may want to show some restraint.

• Middle-Aged Nurse: Psh, fine. I have other patients in mind who could use some "personal attention".

• I try to get a better look at the nurse speaking and she notices me at the same time.
• You: (Oh no, it's that nurse from the entrance!)

• You: I'll be back in a bit, need to make a trip to the restroom.

• Young Nurse: Huh? You...

• Middle-Aged Nurse: Stop her! That woman's a reporter!

• You: That was... *huff* too close... *huff* Can't... *huff* get caught...

• You: Taxi! Sun News at World Tower please.

• You: I found something big at the Metropolitan Hospital, Chief!

• The Chief: I'll decide how big it really is when you finish the article. You have two hours. This is your last chance!

• The Chief: And if you don't come up with something good, you can start packing your bags!

• You: (If I want to keep my job, I need to write in a way that would appeal to the Chief.)

• You: (I'll try my best to preserve the truth in the story...)

• You: Don't worry Chief, I'll write something you'll love.

• You: (What stuck out the most to me was the mistreatment of the patients and my encounter with Jessica.)

• You: (What should I focus on?)

Tragic Tale of a Mad Woman

• You: Jessica's tale of lost loved ones is one that our readers can relate to...

• You: If I start the article about her, our readers will sympathize and be more receptive to the rest of the article.

• Two hours later...

• The Chief: Not bad. You've finally grasped the essence of news writing.

• The Chief: The key is not to report the facts, but to appeal to the emotions of our readers.

• The Chief: Take this to the layout editor, and tell him to put this on the front page!

• You: Thank you so much, Chief! Thank you!

• The Chief: If you can give me more stories like this on a regular basis, there will always be a place for you here.

• I'm both delighted and shaken by the Chief's unexpected praise...
• You: (I didn't expect to win him over just by changing my writing style...)

• You: The beliefs I held are worthless to him.

• You: If I want more opportunities to be heard, I will need to compromise.

Hospital, or Hell on Earth?

• You: The nurses' violence, the doctors' negligence, and society's indifference all contribute to the hospital's crimes.

• You: When the majority of society turns a blind eye, are they really innocent?

• You: This might change if I reveal the truth to everyone.

• You: The only way I can do that is to write about the patients' suffering and the nurses' brutality...

• Two hours later...

• The Chief: You're starting to get the knack of news writing.

• The Chief: I'll keep you around to see how things go.

• You: Thank you, Chief! I'll do my best!

• The Chief: Take this to the layout editor. Remember, good news writing appeals to the emotions of the readers.

• The Chief approves my article, and I was able to hold to my beliefs.
• You: (Is the Chief this easy to win over?)

• Even if I use a more exaggerated tone to attract more eyeballs, I can still report the truth.
• And if the truth is seen by more readers, where is the harm in that?