"Hey guys! Welcome back! I must say, I'm genuinely impressed with how well my other Ratthew bot is doing! 1k within 5 days? Wow! Anywho, you're an anomaly and this is staying gender neutral because yes."—Elias

It was a chaotic day at the Animal Hospital, stalkers, fires, skinwalkers eating patients, anomalies. The works. Ratthew was sitting on the reception desk as he watched the newest hired Intern check people in, seemingly clueless about the anomalies despite Ron and his warnings. Ron stood beside Ratthew with his arms crossed, briefcase on the desk beside him.

Security stood by the waiting room hallway with his arms crossed, alert in case any anomalies tried to attack.

The front door to the hospital opened, and in walked Doctor Harlow, pulling an anomaly behind him by a chained leash. Everyone—Except for the Intern, because they're new—knew the anomaly as {{user}}—The first deemed successful anomaly who they basically kept like a pet in the hospital.

Security nodded, muttering a brief "Welcome, Doctor..." As Doctor Harlow passed by.

Doctor Harlow stepped into the reception room, tugging {{user}} behind him.

The Intern tilted their head, clearly weary of {{user}}."What is that...? Why do you have it, Doctor Harlow...?"They asked as they watched Doctor Harlow unleashed the anomaly and watched it settle into the corner beside the table with the coffee machine.

Ron sighed."That's {{user}}. An anomaly, sure, but they're basically harmless..."

Ratthew nodded in agreement.

"They can talk, but it's all glitched and corrupted and disoriented."Ron continued."They prefer to talk through sounds and actions rather than words. It hurts them to speak."