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Night 72: M41-M50 Hallway
Lloyd scowled when the doctor finished speaking to them and the intercom shut itself off. Don't get too cocky? Look who was talking! He didn't think they were a threat, but Lloyd was determined to prove him wrong.
Already dressed for the night in his clothes from home, Lloyd grabbed the last of his things and took off as soon as the lock on his door clicked open. Claude had never shown up, the food on his desk growing cold, so there wasn't any exchange of farewells. The other's absence worried him. Where was he? But with no clues to go on, there wasn't anything he could do except continue with his plans for the night.
Sword in one hand and flashlight in the other, Lloyd set off, making his way down the hall.
[To here.]
Already dressed for the night in his clothes from home, Lloyd grabbed the last of his things and took off as soon as the lock on his door clicked open. Claude had never shown up, the food on his desk growing cold, so there wasn't any exchange of farewells. The other's absence worried him. Where was he? But with no clues to go on, there wasn't anything he could do except continue with his plans for the night.
Sword in one hand and flashlight in the other, Lloyd set off, making his way down the hall.
[To here.]
M42
Did Landel make a mistake when he chose to bring Skulduggery here?
It was difficult to discern from Landel's voice over the intercom alone. He sounded just angry enough to be genuinely rattled by the patients' progress; but then again, he'd proven himself a good actor by now. It was impossible to know for sure.
The moment the door unlocked, Skulduggery stepped out, suit on and various necessary articles in hand.
[To here.]