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damned_institute2012-08-17 11:12 pm
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Nightshift 65: M81-M90 Hallway
The X-ray room mentioned on the intercom seemed to be just where Brook needed to go, and although he had absolutely no idea where the room might be located, he was going to do his best to find it before the night was up! He couldn't very well do anything else really. Not until he got himself feeling better. Of course, he would have preferred a doctor he trusted telling him what to do but, unfortunately, beggars couldn't be choosers right then.
He was careful peering into the hallway from his room. No one was about that he could see, and no thing was visible either. With an encouraging rub at his most affected arm that he couldn't actually feel anymore, he forced himself out. He didn't have a choice anymore; he had to get a cure. If he went any more numb, he was sure to turn back into bones, and not in a good way!
"Doesn't matter who you are, Someday you'll just be bones..." he picked up his favorite song at the most fitting of places: the last verse.
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He was careful peering into the hallway from his room. No one was about that he could see, and no thing was visible either. With an encouraging rub at his most affected arm that he couldn't actually feel anymore, he forced himself out. He didn't have a choice anymore; he had to get a cure. If he went any more numb, he was sure to turn back into bones, and not in a good way!
"Doesn't matter who you are, Someday you'll just be bones..." he picked up his favorite song at the most fitting of places: the last verse.
[gone here]