The Story of the Simitarium
I have lived at the Simitarium since I was a child. It is an old building and is said to have been made from remnants of ancient sites around the world. My father was a Sim therapist here and his father and his father. I am the first female Sim therapist in the family. For awhile, my cousin Sigmund practiced here with me. It was nice having him around. Alas, he suddenly disappeared and hasn't been seen or heard from since. The patients vow that they had nothing to do with it, but I am beginning to grow very distrustful of them. And now I am alone with the patients. Nurse Betty comes round every day, but between you and I, she appears more symtomatic sometimes than the patients do.
The patients at the Simitarium have always had their quirky ways, of course, but of late, I am observing behaviors I have never seen in them before. They are spending vast amounts of money in preparation for what they are calling the "Vampyre Theatre" and seem to be anticipating the arrival of someone. All of them appear very delusional in private sessions and share the same group sim psychosis.
I am beginning to grow concerned about all this. |
