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damned_institute2012-11-30 02:12 pm
a_sin_for_him) wrote in damned_institute2012-11-30 02:12 pm
Night 67: West Wing, South Hall 1-B
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It seemed as though the corridors were somehow longer, more cavernous. Lust knew it was only her fanciful imagination, but the sense persisted. The supposed she was unnerved, on edge. It wasn't something she enjoyed but she didn't know how to change it. Everything felt more since she'd come to this place. Sometimes the intensity of her feelings startled her.
But here were the main hallways, she was making good time. Another corner and it would be the true main corridor...
It seemed as though the corridors were somehow longer, more cavernous. Lust knew it was only her fanciful imagination, but the sense persisted. The supposed she was unnerved, on edge. It wasn't something she enjoyed but she didn't know how to change it. Everything felt more since she'd come to this place. Sometimes the intensity of her feelings startled her.
But here were the main hallways, she was making good time. Another corner and it would be the true main corridor...
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Link rounded the corner into the westernmost main hall, eyes keen for monsters. He passed only one other patient- a woman. Hopefully that meant that he was on the right track to the female blocks. He had seen the maps on the bulletin board, and his sense of direction was (thankfully) strong- even in the dark.
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Back into the hallways. Link still didn't see anybody out and about... Perhaps it was for the better.
This truly was an impossible situation they had been dropped into. No place was safe.
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