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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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The halls near their rooms were narrow, but even with the large coat trailing behind him, it didn't take long for them to reach one of the larger hallways. From here it was almost a straight shot all the way to the entrance.
He would follow Chise regardless, but one thing kept tugging at him. She'd given him plenty of logical reasons for wanting to find the doctor and Marc; the military didn't sit well with her for one, but she'd hardly seemed bothered about whether or not Fai had a reason for coming with her. He had several excuses and reasons in mind, of course, but it did make him feel a bit guilty, to think that she trusted him so much. Whether or not the trust was misplaced.
"That way and then through the front doors?" he asked, "or should we try going over the fence this way?" he asked, pointing down both halls.
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"It would be faster if we tried going over the fence outside. I'm not tall enough so I'll probably need help getting over the fence," she replied, then headed towards the exit.
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