Doctor Ludwig
Character
Silence.
Silence is what met Doctor Ludwig as he trod down the familiar road towards his humble abode. Not the sound of gunshots, not the sound of screaming, not the sound of what he was used to. Silence.
It had been 3 years since he last walked down this road, yet he hadn't expected much to change. It was a peaceful silence more than an eerie one, yet the Doctor found himself unnerved by it. Where was the hell he was so fond of?
After a few minutes of noiseless walking (apart from the sound of his boots) he found himself where he belonged: Home.
Ludwig reached into his pockets, rummaging around for a small time, finally finding his key. Scanning himself in, the doors slid open, and the lights flickered, but miraculously still worked.
"Honey I'm home!" He called out into the empty place. His eyes wandered around the familiar entrance to his medical center. The small waiting room, the counter where his droid assistant used to sit, the door leading into his office and operating room, or were you to go left, leading upstairs to his living space.
Ludwig climbed the stairs to his apartment, everything just as he left it, just a bit dustier. The only thing that was off being the droid deactivated on his chair.
"Evelyn?" He called out, to no avail. He walked over to her, tapping her on the head. No response.
"She must be broken, Oh Vell, Nozhing a trip to zhe repair shop vont fix" he whispered to himself.
Descending back down the stairs Ludwig entered his office. It smelt of old books, blood and something exotic. Piles of paper sat upon his desk, unsorted and clearly thrown about without a care. Nothing was off. Ludwig walked back into his waiting room, and flipped the sign on the front from "Closed" to "Open". He sat at the desk in the waiting room and turned on the microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlmen, Zhe Doctor is back, and I am vaiting for patients"
Now all he could do was wait, wait for the sick to find him.
Silence is what met Doctor Ludwig as he trod down the familiar road towards his humble abode. Not the sound of gunshots, not the sound of screaming, not the sound of what he was used to. Silence.
It had been 3 years since he last walked down this road, yet he hadn't expected much to change. It was a peaceful silence more than an eerie one, yet the Doctor found himself unnerved by it. Where was the hell he was so fond of?
After a few minutes of noiseless walking (apart from the sound of his boots) he found himself where he belonged: Home.
Ludwig reached into his pockets, rummaging around for a small time, finally finding his key. Scanning himself in, the doors slid open, and the lights flickered, but miraculously still worked.
"Honey I'm home!" He called out into the empty place. His eyes wandered around the familiar entrance to his medical center. The small waiting room, the counter where his droid assistant used to sit, the door leading into his office and operating room, or were you to go left, leading upstairs to his living space.
Ludwig climbed the stairs to his apartment, everything just as he left it, just a bit dustier. The only thing that was off being the droid deactivated on his chair.
"Evelyn?" He called out, to no avail. He walked over to her, tapping her on the head. No response.
"She must be broken, Oh Vell, Nozhing a trip to zhe repair shop vont fix" he whispered to himself.
Descending back down the stairs Ludwig entered his office. It smelt of old books, blood and something exotic. Piles of paper sat upon his desk, unsorted and clearly thrown about without a care. Nothing was off. Ludwig walked back into his waiting room, and flipped the sign on the front from "Closed" to "Open". He sat at the desk in the waiting room and turned on the microphone.
"Ladies and Gentlmen, Zhe Doctor is back, and I am vaiting for patients"
Now all he could do was wait, wait for the sick to find him.
