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damned_institute2012-02-05 11:59 am
hiddenbadass) wrote in damned_institute2012-02-05 11:59 am
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Night 61: Meeting Room #2
Mike followed the orderly, but he didn't like one bit of it. He was frowning and openly so. What the shell was going on? The orderly was telling him nothing, and he didn't like it one bit.
Part of him had wanted to defy the orderly, but Mike knew how this place worked. It was better not to piss off the captors when it would only lead to restricted movements later. Even so, part of him was curious over what this was all about. This wasn't standard procedure. Something was up.
He walked into the room behind the orderly, looking around. A meeting room of some sort. He hadn't been to it before, but it wasn't exactly impressive enough to have warranted exploring in the first place.
The orderly left, and he was left waiting. Mike would cross his arms if he had two. Instead, he simply settled with leaning against a wall.
So what was all this about?
Part of him had wanted to defy the orderly, but Mike knew how this place worked. It was better not to piss off the captors when it would only lead to restricted movements later. Even so, part of him was curious over what this was all about. This wasn't standard procedure. Something was up.
He walked into the room behind the orderly, looking around. A meeting room of some sort. He hadn't been to it before, but it wasn't exactly impressive enough to have warranted exploring in the first place.
The orderly left, and he was left waiting. Mike would cross his arms if he had two. Instead, he simply settled with leaning against a wall.
So what was all this about?