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The female cell block was dark and quiet when Yomi passed through it, but then that was no great surprise. It was a little early for the fun and games to start. At the moment, they were still in the eye of the storm--the deceptive moment of calm before Landel sprung an ambush, or a prisoner-turned-spectre started rampaging in the halls.

At the door leading out into the rest of the hospital, she slowed a little, head cocked as if listening. What the sesshouseki heard, she wasn't about to say to anyone.

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