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damned_institute2013-12-23 10:38 pm
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Night 74: F01-F10 Hallway
One moment, she was standing in the main hall. The next, Doctor Landel was whispering sweet dreams. There was a metaphor in that, or at least a sleeping drug and a sadistic man. Metaphors wouldn't get them out, though they did make it easier, sometimes.
You know we're clever. You know who we are. Not fools. Have you sown the seeds of your own undoing?
She could only hope. Hope was a powerful thing, after all. Hope -- and be ready. She was armed and at the door only a minute or two after it unlocked.
[to here]
You know we're clever. You know who we are. Not fools. Have you sown the seeds of your own undoing?
She could only hope. Hope was a powerful thing, after all. Hope -- and be ready. She was armed and at the door only a minute or two after it unlocked.
[to here]