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damned_institute2011-09-08 09:01 pm
promisedawhale.livejournal.com) wrote in damned_institute2011-09-08 09:01 pm
Night 58: West Wing, North Hall 1-B
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"I wonder where everyone is at?" Brook paused a moment in his humming to question at the empty hallway.
He knew he'd left his room in a bit more of a rush than was his usual, but still, more patients were about at this time of night. It was strange to see not only so little of a number, but even stranger to have no one else passing him by. He thought back to what announcements had been made only to realize that only one had broadcasted. That short message at the beginning of the night: Code 1-8. The message had been mysterious enough to warrant an equally short comment from Brook to his guard about it, but the lacking response had caused Brook to let the man alone. Now though, he had the feeling that he should have pressed more about the reasoning.
His humming resumed as he took the usual left and tried not to worry even more for what might have been happening this evening. "Code 1-8" didn't sound good. Then again, in this place, nothing did.
[from here]
"I wonder where everyone is at?" Brook paused a moment in his humming to question at the empty hallway.
He knew he'd left his room in a bit more of a rush than was his usual, but still, more patients were about at this time of night. It was strange to see not only so little of a number, but even stranger to have no one else passing him by. He thought back to what announcements had been made only to realize that only one had broadcasted. That short message at the beginning of the night: Code 1-8. The message had been mysterious enough to warrant an equally short comment from Brook to his guard about it, but the lacking response had caused Brook to let the man alone. Now though, he had the feeling that he should have pressed more about the reasoning.
His humming resumed as he took the usual left and tried not to worry even more for what might have been happening this evening. "Code 1-8" didn't sound good. Then again, in this place, nothing did.
[from here]
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Even if he had no one to meet up or wait for, Sync would rather keep his distance from the patient hallways to avoid any unnecessary confrontations. Granted, since he was planning on visiting one of the new areas an encounter was likely inevitable, but he'd like to think no one would bother caring if they had their own schedule to follow.
With that said he quietly moved through the halls, keeping his flashlight low and his gaze straight.
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