NIGHT 65: MAIN HALLWAY, 1-CENTER

[his_legacy]

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It was eerie, how empty the halls were. They seemed somehow larger at night, the darkness swallowing his magic torch's beam within little distance. Link was very attentive, knowing full well that something could pop up at any moment.

He refused to slow down, though.

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[earthling]

Butterflies. Claude still felt a little queasy when he thought about what they found yesterday. He hoped their next trip to the X-Ray room shed more light on what they ought to do, but he knew he couldn't hold his breath. After all, the radio people seemed to like operating with riddles. Whether it was a way to throw Landel off their trail or to make life that much more complicated, though, Claude couldn't say.

As they his friends talked, he glanced over his shoulder toward the hallway they'd just left, wondering whether the patients they'd passed earlier would be all right. He had the worst feeling that the monster they'd seen had actually been a patient. If that was the case, Claude really hoped that person didn't get hurt -- or worse, killed. Although he didn't speak when his eyes met Guy's, the anxious expression he wore said plenty.

But looking back wasn't going to do them any good. Guy held the rear, which meant Claude needed to focus on what was up ahead. Frowning to himself, he allowed the light on his hat to illuminate their path.

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