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damned_institute2012-12-03 11:02 pm
his_legacy) wrote in damned_institute2012-12-03 11:02 pm
Night 67: West Wing, North Hall 2-B
[From here]
As Link pushed open the doors into the northern end of the hallway, his heart began to race. A nervous energy came over him. This was it. All or nothing. Either Sora was here and he was alive, or all hope was lost.
The hallways seemed so much longer in the dark. Every shadow felt like a threat. And with the rush of adrenaline leaving Link's heart pounding in his ears, he was almost imagining seeing things. He kept reminding himself to keep his cool, but goddesses help him, it was so difficult.
As Link pushed open the doors into the northern end of the hallway, his heart began to race. A nervous energy came over him. This was it. All or nothing. Either Sora was here and he was alive, or all hope was lost.
The hallways seemed so much longer in the dark. Every shadow felt like a threat. And with the rush of adrenaline leaving Link's heart pounding in his ears, he was almost imagining seeing things. He kept reminding himself to keep his cool, but goddesses help him, it was so difficult.