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damned_institute2012-08-12 01:17 pm
his_legacy) wrote in damned_institute2012-08-12 01:17 pm
NIGHT 65: M1-M10 HALLWAY
As soon as the intercom was through, Link was off at a sprint. He carried the pillow case,his flashlight, and the knife from the previous evening.
There were now two tasks to be accomplished: Supplies for Sora, and another clue in the X-Ray Room. Two birds with one stone in the medical wing. There wasn't a moment to lose.
Sora could already be gone by the time he returned.
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There were now two tasks to be accomplished: Supplies for Sora, and another clue in the X-Ray Room. Two birds with one stone in the medical wing. There wasn't a moment to lose.
Sora could already be gone by the time he returned.
[To here]
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The disgust that Seishin felt for the head doctor's idea of an 'interesting experiment' was not something he could entirely mask from his features. He had no doubts about the truth behind Landel-san's claim, and though the outcome was to be expected, for these five people it was too soon.
It must be awful for those who were infected...
Seishin cast a worried glance towards his roommate, but anything he would say or do would have been useless, wouldn't it? He did not even know the man's name, so it was not his place to offer reassurances for the arrival of a cure that might be too late. No, he wouldn't be able to do anything to help anyone at all. He could only allow fate to take its course in silent resignation.
The former priest rose from his seat to collect his flashlight and the hatchet. Before long, he left the room to find Silvestri-san.
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