Night 62: M01-M10 Hallway

[kings_thief]

Even after dinner and mostly resting on his bed for the final shift of the day, Locke wasn't feeling any better. His face was still warm and, if he made any quick movements, the room would spin; his hope that this was just fatigue was quickly fading away and the announcements Landel made did nothing to ease him.

Not that the creep's announcements were ever anything to feel happy about.

The treasure hunter slipped on the boots from the military outfit, the only thing he was willing to put on from that thing, and headed out as soon as the doors clicked open. He didn't really know what Tolten had planned but he figured preparing as usual was his best option.



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M01

[monkeyboy]

For once, Goku's steel trap of a stomach seemed distress. He had scarfed down his dinner with the usual vehemence, but now that it was settling, there was this strange sensation that he had never really felt before. It was like an unsteadiness or a queasy dizziness maybe.

It was nothing he couldn't simply suffer through, but it was a bit alarming. He couldn't be sure they were both related, but the knowledge something wasn't right with him made his hands sweat and his heart rate flutter like a caged bird. Goku couldn't even remember the last time he had gotten sick, so this sudden onslaught of ickiness was very worrisome.

Looking around his room, the young boy slowly sloughed off his bed and waddled to the door. As his stubby little hand reached for the handle, though, his heart rate once again began to flutter wildly.

"Stop... Stop, stop!" he shouted, rapping his knuckled against his sternum to try and halt his erratic heart beat before leaving the safety of his room in search of his friends.