Night 69: East Wing, Hall A (Second Floor)

[ever_loyal_dog]

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Another nondescript hallway with doors that all looked the same gave Soushi little hope, but Castiel had insisted the room he was looking for was this way. And injuries withstanding, even if they didn't make it tonight, the route was simple enough he'd have no trouble repeating it.

"Do you know which one it is? Or shall we just start eliminating them as we go?" he asked, turning to Castiel.

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[ever_loyal_dog]

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Soushi was anxious to move on to the last door, but he made sure his injured companion was in sight before continuing down the hall toward the final door and what he hoped would be some of his belongings. His phone, a photo, any small keepsake from his master, just something to give him hope that he'd be able to find her again.

"It should be this one then, correct?"

[freewill]

Along with bandages, Castiel picked out one of the first aid kits. He'd ever exactly tended to his own wounds, but it might be helpful to have the materials around either way. He'd become far more used to dealing with physical wounds over the past few weeks and while the nurses handled most of it, he couldn't expect that to always be the case.

It was a lot to carry and he hadn't brought any sort of pack to transport things in, so Castiel spent some time juggling the items in his arms as they stepped back out into the hall. It was a good thing they didn't have much further to go. He only hoped this was the correct door. He doubted he'd misread the map, but it was suspicious that there was only one door left.

"Yes, it should." With his hands full, he couldn't even reach out for the knob, so he gave Soushi the space to do so. "I suspect it will need to be broken open as well." And he was leaving a half-demon to do it. But Castiel had to admit, Soushi had been well-behaved so far. He really wasn't like any other demons Castiel had dealt with.

[ever_loyal_dog]

Soushi nodded, but tried the door just to be sure. No sense making even more noise if they didn't need to. Unfortunately, the knob didn't turn. He consoled himself with the thought that if something were going to come after them, they'd certainly made enough noise that it should have found them by now, so perhaps that meant there were other targets. Or maybe there just wasn't much out tonight.

He tucked the roll of bandages in the waistband of his pants and swung the bat hard with both hands. Again, it took a couple of swings and the door creaked its protest, but Soushi pushed it open, feeling a bit more anxious than he had about the other doors.

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