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damned_institute2012-11-29 05:52 pm
asteroidbelt) wrote in damned_institute2012-11-29 05:52 pm
Night 67: West Wing, South Hall 1-A
[from here]
Shuffling along the wall would make too much noise, so Ryusei walked normally along this hall. He was worried, but with the exits at the two ends, he'd see someone coming long before they saw him. He could always duck past, but— He'd deal with that if it came up. For now, he had to think about where he would go from here. Routine said the cafeteria, but logic dictated otherwise; there was no point to going there. How about the front door? That— That was an option, wasn't it?
... It...wasn't a good one.
... He'd made it without mishap. Next.
[to here]
Shuffling along the wall would make too much noise, so Ryusei walked normally along this hall. He was worried, but with the exits at the two ends, he'd see someone coming long before they saw him. He could always duck past, but— He'd deal with that if it came up. For now, he had to think about where he would go from here. Routine said the cafeteria, but logic dictated otherwise; there was no point to going there. How about the front door? That— That was an option, wasn't it?
... It...wasn't a good one.
... He'd made it without mishap. Next.
[to here]
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As he continued down the hall, Lloyd wondered how many other rooms there were in this place. From the number of patients he'd seen during his two days here, he knew there had to be more rooms than he'd seen. He hadn't been paying attention to that when he'd studied his maps, though. He was half tempted to pull his journal out, but that would slow him down.
Instead, he focused on his path through the hall, making sure he didn't run into anyone. There were a few more people in the hall here, all heading to their own destinations. For the most part, they all seemed content to ignore him, and since he didn't have any reason to approach them either, that was fine with him.
He reached the end of the hall.
[To here.]