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damned_institute2012-08-16 12:59 pm
awokentospring) wrote in damned_institute2012-08-16 12:59 pm
Night 65: Entry Room
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"Be on your guard, now," Lee whispered as he led them through the doorway. He scanned the room quickly with his flashlight, trying to gain his bearings in case they were caught off-guard by some hidden enemy.
It seemed like a typical entry room. There were desks set in relative symmetry, and otherwise the room seemed harmless. Mostly, anyway.
Slowly, Lee crept across the carpet, silent in ways he typically was not. There were three other doorways out of this room, but only the large double-doors across from them seemed like a promising exit.
"Be on your guard, now," Lee whispered as he led them through the doorway. He scanned the room quickly with his flashlight, trying to gain his bearings in case they were caught off-guard by some hidden enemy.
It seemed like a typical entry room. There were desks set in relative symmetry, and otherwise the room seemed harmless. Mostly, anyway.
Slowly, Lee crept across the carpet, silent in ways he typically was not. There were three other doorways out of this room, but only the large double-doors across from them seemed like a promising exit.
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"Presuming this is actually from Harrington at all. And that he's actually attempting to help." They'd been betrayed before, and even Marc and Landel had had a surprisingly easy time forging a truce.
What she was about to say was ridiculous. Completely and utterly. But the extent to which a certain A. C. Doyle quote was trite was also the extent to which it was true. This place put the impossible back into play, but there were rules to it; they just didn't have any option for figuring them out other than taking chances and being smacked down for it. "It's also possible this isn't being done just to irritate us." Irritate might be putting it mildly, but pretending helped keep the fear at bay. "Supposedly, they need us."
Which led inexorably to the fact that they wouldn't kill them off -- or force them into doing it to themselves -- without reason. It was, at least, a nice thought.