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damned_institute2012-03-20 07:51 pm
kings_thief) wrote in damned_institute2012-03-20 07:51 pm
Night 62: M-A Block Hallway
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Of course, as soon as he thought about what Tolten could be planing for the night, Locke's thoughts went to Edgar's comments on the board; not for the first time since Tolten's post, Locke found himself silently cursing his friend's teasing. 'What if he's right' was a thought that plagued Locke as he entered the main hall and turned left towards the hall that would take him to Tolten's room.
He just had to keep himself calm and ignore those thoughts. Surely that's not what Tolten had meant...besides, from what Locke could tell, his friend had wanted time to think everything over-which was fine-and it had only been a bit over one day so...
Locke decided he was going to have to find some way to get back at Edgar for messing with his head like this. Maybe if his head wasn't so fuzzy this whole thing wouldn't be as confusing.
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Of course, as soon as he thought about what Tolten could be planing for the night, Locke's thoughts went to Edgar's comments on the board; not for the first time since Tolten's post, Locke found himself silently cursing his friend's teasing. 'What if he's right' was a thought that plagued Locke as he entered the main hall and turned left towards the hall that would take him to Tolten's room.
He just had to keep himself calm and ignore those thoughts. Surely that's not what Tolten had meant...besides, from what Locke could tell, his friend had wanted time to think everything over-which was fine-and it had only been a bit over one day so...
Locke decided he was going to have to find some way to get back at Edgar for messing with his head like this. Maybe if his head wasn't so fuzzy this whole thing wouldn't be as confusing.
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...Of course, it would probably help if he turned his light on, wouldn't it?
Snow paused in his steps to fiddle around with the thing in his hand before he found the button that turned it on. As usual, the damn thing really didn't do much to help. But, better than nothing, he guessed. It sure as hell beat all those nights he spent running around feeling his way along the wall.
...The place kind of looked strange in the dark like this. Spooky. Not like he was really one who got spooked easily or anything, but it definitely had that kind of feeling to it. Especially when the hall was all quiet and empty. Yeah, just a wee bit creepy there. He almost liked it better without the light.
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