NIGHT 65: WEST WING, SOUTH HALL 1-A

[his_legacy]

[From here]

No time was wasted in this short stretch of hallway. Link had run across all of Hyrule Field. This hospital was quite small in comparison.

Praying that he wouldn't come across anything to slow him down, Link turned into the main hallways.

[To here]

Comments

[freewill]

To come across something like this so soon was something that Castiel should have better prepared for. Somehow, that didn't soften the blow of seeing a creature that had clearly once been a patient and was now attacking others. The clothing made it impossible to deny, not that Castiel was one to hide from the truth in the first place.

Was that what he might turn into? A being made up almost completely of darkness, driven by nothing by the urge to harm and kill? The only real consolation here was that he hadn't turned yet, which possibly meant he was in the clear for tonight. Still, he couldn't even assume that much, and they needed to keep moving.

It seemed that all three of them were in agreement that they couldn't get involved. Besides, with three other patients already dealing with the transformed one, there was a chance they would be more of a harm than a help.

When Gabriel grabbed for his arm and urged him along, Castiel stared at him for a brief moment, hardly understanding this strange angel who was supposedly his brother. He was more or less the opposite of the Gabriel he knew, offering aid when the other would have just as easily laughed in his face.

Of course, deep down even his sibling had a sense of morals, of doing the right thing. His sacrifice was proof of that.

But he was getting caught up in things that shouldn't have mattered at the moment. Castiel nodded and started to move, working his way around the corner. Once they reached the next hall, he glanced over his shoulder at Kratos, not wanting the man to remain behind. This would all be for nothing if he didn't come with, after all. "Come on," he called back before he turned the corner.

[To here.]