Night 64: Main Hallway, 1-Center

[thecamellia]

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She paused again by the Sun Room, probing the darkness. There were no flashlights around to break up the shadows, and no natural light to guide her eyes. After all her many nights moving around the building without her own flashlight she’d become more than adept at navigating in total darkness, but caution still pricked at the fine hairs on the nape of her neck every time she reached an area that was not heavily populated with foot traffic.

If Landel had half a mind to prevent them from reaching the secret in the Medical Wing, now would be the time for him to act. Tsubaki couldn’t trust that he hadn’t heard I.R.I.S.’ relay, if the intercom’s abrupt cut-off had been any indication.

As she passed the doors leading to the entryway, she once again felt her eyes wandering toward them. Would what had happened there happen again? To someone she knew next time?

Would someone be injured because of the transformed prisoner?

Keep going, the assassin in her said. No time for doubts.

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[fallenbeanpole]

The question caught him off guard; he'd never been asked that before. "Not really? I've always been the Once-ler," he replied. "Although people usually drop the 'the' when talking to me directly. Anyway, it's nice to meet you, Soma."

The Once-ler easily kept pace with Soma. It was one of the advantages of being so tall. "So, where are we headed to?"

[madeinthehrl]

Soma blinked, but nodded quickly. Maybe it was a cultural thing. In any case, she wasn't feeling up to puzzling it out. "Once-ler it is, then," she said. "And it's nice to meet you too, I guess. I'm sorry it isn't under better circumstances."

She gestured down the hall. "There's a medical wing just down the hall. Apparently the cure's in there, though I'm certain Landel won't let us have it without a fight."

[madeinthehrl]

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