Night 61: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

[madeinthehrl]

[from here]

Still nothing out of the ordinary here. Soma kept jogging, keeping her eyes peeled for any movement in the shadows ahead.


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[savagestray]

[from here]

It wasn't the first time he'd wandered the halls wondering what the hell was going on. All of them running around like rats in the proverbial maze and every last one of them would end up right back where they started come morning.

Ready to give up? You're more depressed than usual Master. If mazes bore you, why not make the mice here the prey instead?

[savagestray]

[here]