Night 65: M41-M50 Hallway

[dualistic]

Murphy hadn't been interested in talking at dinner, which could be due to any number of reasons, and Harvey didn't really want to find out why. Being too curious would just get him involved in someone else's problems. Maybe Murphy was sick, or someone he knew was sick, but it wasn't Harvey's job to care. He was perfectly content to focus on his own goals and let those who were ill figure out their own issues.

Granted, it might become his issue if five patients were really going to turn into something else tonight -- things that would be out for blood. On the other hand, he had that bracelet that their skeleton friend had given them, which meant that he, Scott, and Sangamon wouldn't be in the hallways for too long.

That meant that they needed to meet up fast, though, and while Harvey wasn't eager to be the first one there, he also wasn't about to lag behind. He grabbed for his gun after reloading some of its ammo, picked up his lead pipe and shoved the bone bracelet into his pants pocket. With all of that taken care of, it was time to hit the hallways.

[To here.]

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[redcladidealist]

Even having been warned by two people now, the change in the Head Doctor when night set in had sent a chill through Lloyd's blood. How could someone talk about experimenting on humans so casually? A scowl settled onto Lloyd's face as he prepared to leave his room. He'd find a way to break out of this place, and break everyone else out, too. He didn't think he could take this place on by himself, but if he could find his friends and come back, they should be able to do it, no sweat. If they could take out a Desian base, they could take this place out, too.

The second voice had sounded strange, almost like Tabitha, but at least what the woman had said was more encouraging than the Head Doctor. A way to find a cure... Lloyd was tempted to change his plans and try to find this "X-ray room" instead, but the fact was that he wasn't a healer. Raine, however, was. She was a really good one, in fact. If he broke out and found her, then brought her back, he could kill two birds with one stone.

Plan decided, he got ready for the night, strapping the dagger on that Claude had given him by using the drawstring from one of his extra sets of pants. Making a mental note to try to find a real belt, he grabbed the flashlight he'd found under his pillow. He didn't recognize the device himself, but a moment of playing with it had easily shown him what it could do. He'd keep it off for now so he wouldn't attract attention, but it could definitely come in handy.

As prepared as he felt like he was going to be, Lloyd set out. The hallway outside his room felt dark and ominous, so much different from its appearance in daylight.

Let's see... he thought. I think the nurse brought me here from... that way. He turned in the direction his memory suggested, wanting to retrace his steps. One of the hallways he'd been led through before had seemed larger, more important. That felt like as good a place to start searching for a way out as anywhere else.

Determined and wary, he set out.

[To here.]