L hefted the straps of the backpack onto his shoulders, then followed Edgar back out into the corridor, running the beam of his flashlight down to where the two halls joined. Still quiet.
"Back the way we came, down there." He indicated a door on the left with the beam of light, then another just next to it, and one across from the first. "A few doors are marked as locked on the maps that have circulated among the patients, with the rooms behind them left unlabeled, as if no one knows what's in them. It seems most likely that the doors really are impossible to open. It would be foolish to try to hide something by telling everyone that it's pointless to even attempt to get into the place where it's hidden, and I suspect that other people have made the same test... still, checking a few of them is the easiest way to be sure. That said, it's better if it's random."
He paused, moving towards the door on the left that was nearer to them. When he picked up the conversation again, it was with a shift in topic.
"Do you remember Landel's comment about Aguilar? He said that The Eagle can't tolerate insubordination. Is that what we're experiencing now... his intolerance?" He jiggled the handle of the door, then pressed against the panel. It didn't budge; it barely rattled. "These experiences we've had tonight... the announcement earlier suggested that they were punishment for the riot at breakfast. However, the abilities that each of us have been given are more advantageous than not."
He stood back from the door, then tentatively lifted his leg, preparing to kick. His gaze went back and forth as he gauged the approximate force and angle that would be most effective. "Does that make sense to you?"
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"Back the way we came, down there." He indicated a door on the left with the beam of light, then another just next to it, and one across from the first. "A few doors are marked as locked on the maps that have circulated among the patients, with the rooms behind them left unlabeled, as if no one knows what's in them. It seems most likely that the doors really are impossible to open. It would be foolish to try to hide something by telling everyone that it's pointless to even attempt to get into the place where it's hidden, and I suspect that other people have made the same test... still, checking a few of them is the easiest way to be sure. That said, it's better if it's random."
He paused, moving towards the door on the left that was nearer to them. When he picked up the conversation again, it was with a shift in topic.
"Do you remember Landel's comment about Aguilar? He said that The Eagle can't tolerate insubordination. Is that what we're experiencing now... his intolerance?" He jiggled the handle of the door, then pressed against the panel. It didn't budge; it barely rattled. "These experiences we've had tonight... the announcement earlier suggested that they were punishment for the riot at breakfast. However, the abilities that each of us have been given are more advantageous than not."
He stood back from the door, then tentatively lifted his leg, preparing to kick. His gaze went back and forth as he gauged the approximate force and angle that would be most effective. "Does that make sense to you?"