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damned_institute2012-03-21 01:21 pm
dualistic) wrote in damned_institute2012-03-21 01:21 pm
Night 62: West Wing, South Hall 1-A
[From here.]
Even though Harvey knew that it would make more sense to wait until he'd run into someone else who he could question about what he'd missed, that didn't stop his mind from speculating even further. His own situation -- why he'd slept so long, how much had gone on while he'd been unconscious -- was obviously his largest concern, but now he was also directing some of his attention to what he remembered of Landel's announcement.
Turning into monsters. It had seemed like some sort of analogy before, but now that he was more awake Harvey had to consider the possibility that it was completely literal. He had no idea if he was experiencing any symptoms, but he also didn't know what he would need to look out for.
With everything else that was going on, that was really the least of his concerns at the moment. If he started vomiting blood or breaking out into sweats, he'd start to worry. But seeing how he'd been in his room this whole time, he doubted that he'd caught whatever might be going around the institute.
That was one consolation, at least. And now he was almost at the main hall, so he'd get to see if he was somehow the only patient left or if he was just overreacting.
[To here.]
Even though Harvey knew that it would make more sense to wait until he'd run into someone else who he could question about what he'd missed, that didn't stop his mind from speculating even further. His own situation -- why he'd slept so long, how much had gone on while he'd been unconscious -- was obviously his largest concern, but now he was also directing some of his attention to what he remembered of Landel's announcement.
Turning into monsters. It had seemed like some sort of analogy before, but now that he was more awake Harvey had to consider the possibility that it was completely literal. He had no idea if he was experiencing any symptoms, but he also didn't know what he would need to look out for.
With everything else that was going on, that was really the least of his concerns at the moment. If he started vomiting blood or breaking out into sweats, he'd start to worry. But seeing how he'd been in his room this whole time, he doubted that he'd caught whatever might be going around the institute.
That was one consolation, at least. And now he was almost at the main hall, so he'd get to see if he was somehow the only patient left or if he was just overreacting.
[To here.]
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...Actually.
This change was a good thing, now that Byrne was stepping out into the somewhat larger hallway to realize it. He was one hallway closer to getting out of the patient blocks entirely, so from now on he had less distance to travel at night. Plus, if Badd ever decided to stop being a jerk, they had even less distance to cover to meet with each other after lights out.
If only this advantage didn't come with the death of his previous roommate.
Sighing to himself at that thought, Byrne kept walking, following the flow of traffic. Still unsure of his destination or his goal, but again, he'd figure that out soon.
[To here.]