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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.
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Re: M6
Aside from that, a wave of guilt crashed over Scott as he finished he preparations for the night. Five people were going to turn into horrible creatures of the night while other patients searched desperately for a cure. And what was he doing? He and the others were going cliff jumping again. Scott wasn't always the most socially conscious person in the world, but he at least knew enough to figure when he wasn't doing enough, even if he didn't do anything about it most times.
Still, what else could they do that other people probably weren't going to be doing already? The caverns were still a lead to a way out of this hole, they were some of the only ones able to investigate it, and none of the three of them were sick. As much as he felt like he was going to get crap from his (admittedly weak) conscience for doing so, he pretty much had no choice but to go forward with the plan as it stood.
"Here's hoping for less hand trauma this time, at least," he said to himself, heading out the door.
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