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damned_institute2013-07-04 02:37 pm
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Night 71: West Wing, North Hall 1-A
[From here.]
When he reached the next hall, he scanned it quickly with his flashlight. He needed to keep an eye out for anything made of metal that he might be able to take with him or break off somehow. This hall was empty, though, and deeply, ominously silent. If he went left, he'd reach the field where he'd played soccer with Guy. He didn't remember there being anything there that he might be able to use, though.
Instead, he turned to the right.
[To here.]
When he reached the next hall, he scanned it quickly with his flashlight. He needed to keep an eye out for anything made of metal that he might be able to take with him or break off somehow. This hall was empty, though, and deeply, ominously silent. If he went left, he'd reach the field where he'd played soccer with Guy. He didn't remember there being anything there that he might be able to use, though.
Instead, he turned to the right.
[To here.]
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Ed turned out into this hall and pointed the flashlight down the long way. Not that he was planning on going that way; he just wanted to be sure of who or what was down that way.
[To here.]