Night 67: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

[asteroidbelt]

[from here]

Shuffling along the wall would make too much noise, so Ryusei walked normally along this hall. He was worried, but with the exits at the two ends, he'd see someone coming long before they saw him. He could always duck past, but— He'd deal with that if it came up. For now, he had to think about where he would go from here. Routine said the cafeteria, but logic dictated otherwise; there was no point to going there. How about the front door? That— That was an option, wasn't it?

... It...wasn't a good one.

... He'd made it without mishap. Next.

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[behind_my_smile]

"So we're just going to wander around..and try not to get lost?" Fai was already lost by this conversation. This world was far more confusing then most they had been to. "This is like some sort of odd riddle, Kuro-rin." Fai's tone was teasing again as he looked at the familiar hallway. "You should be careful. Riddles often take you around in circles."

Fai's head started to hurt from trying to make sense of everything he had been told on this night.

[seekingmystrength]

"It's always some damn riddle here," he growled, still annoyed that he had no choice but to go by Landel's words this time. Without the doctor having contacted their group since the office visit, and without any contrasting information from the radio man, no other options were open, and no clues were there to be followed.

At leas this way, they weren't going out completely blind.

With another growl, he headed across the hallway and out, warning, "I know what to expect."

[gone here]