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Audio log from Interview 044-1:
Interviewer: Director Of Spacebound Psychology Marshall Smith
Interviewed: Chief Medical Officer █████████
Also in attendance: Military Police Officer ████, Military Police Officer ███████
TRANSMISSION START - 17:40:12
CMO: Thank God you're here. We've sent out multiple requests over the last months.
DIR: I apologize for the delay, at first we thought these reports were some kind of practical joke. You know how soldiers can get when they've been stuck in space for this long.
CMO: I don't care, you just need to get rid of this "doctor". I don't know how he got on board, or where he got his credentials from. He was just added to the ships roster 8 months ago.
DIR: Yes, that's when we started taking your reports seriously. There hasn't been any additional personnel sent to this station in 4 years. Can you describe again for the record, this man?
CMO: You don't mind if I have a smoke do you?
DIR: Not at all.
CMO █████████ lets out a heavy sigh as a cigarette is lit. Followed by a deep inhalation.
CMO: Alright. This man, if he can even be called that.. Has no face, no eyes, nose, or mouth. You would never know this though because of the medical HUD he has over his eyes and the surgical mask he constantly wears. I saw it carelessly walk through one of our X-Rays once. It seems to respire through a series of booklungs under its arms.
DIR: Just to be clear, we are talking about Dr. Blokkumsworth correct?
CMO: Yes, although he has shortened it to Blokkum.
DIR: I see. Let me just update this personnel file.
CMO █████████ is visibly agitated, and abruptly gets out of his seat. Officer ████ readies his sidearm.
CMO: You don't need to update it, you need to TERMINATE IT. GET RID OF IT!
DIR: Calm down, calm down.
Director Smith slowly raises his hand to pacify Officer ████. Officer ████ has lowered his weapon.
DIR: Please, sit back down. You are safe here.
Director Smith gestures towards the empty seat.
CMO █████████ returns to his seat and deeply inhales from his cigarette.
DIR: Now, tell me everything else about this man.
CMO: Sorry about that outburst, I'm just really on edge here.
DIR: Don't worry about it. Continue.
CMO: His operating room is always covered in blood and full of amputated limbs he has carelessly strewn about. He has replaced his surgical tools with power tools, marines call him the Organic Mechanic. I've seen him go over to the chemical dispenser, fill a large beaker full of pure ethanol, and inject himself with it. One time a marine made contact with a ███████████. He was sent up for emergency surgery and Dr. Blokkum █████████ it with a kitchen fork and █████████ █████████ in the breakroom. I thought it was some kind of sausage at first but-
DIR: Make no further mentions of the species on █████████ for this interview. But... He ███ it?
CMO: Yes.
Director Smith puts his elbow on the table and burys his head in his hand.
DIR: Wow... Ok. Continue.
CMO: The strangest part of all, is everyone else must have noticed this but they don't do anything about it. They all say I'm crazy and he's a great doctor! The marines are calling me the Chief Maniac Officer for heavens sake!
Director Smith grabs some paper out of his briefcase
DIR: Yes, according to these reports I can say that the casualty rate for this station on patients in critical condition is seventeen percent lower than all other stations in this sector. Apparently Blokkum is performing the most surgeries on this station as well so I can see a direct causality betwe-
CMO █████████ becomes visibly agiated again, and makes a violent leap for Director Smith at 17:51:30.
At 17:51:33 Officer ████ has discharged his sidearm into the left arm of CMO █████████.
DIR: Ceasefire. He's incapacitated. Page one of the doctors in here and get him into the Med Bay, then keep an eye on him until I get down there. I'll have to make a phonecall once we wrap this up.
At 17:52:57 Dr. Blokkum arrives on the scene and the CMO exhibits signs of serious distress.
Director Smith explains the situation, and glances at the name badge displaying the name Dr. Blokkum.
DIR: You seem like a normal enough person to me Dr. Blokkum. Would you take this man to the Medical Bay?
Dr. Blokkum nods and emits a strange grunting noise. CMO █████████ continues to shout profanities and plead with Director Smith as he is dragged out of the room.
DIR: Alright, we're done here.
TRANSMISSION END - 17:54:51