Guy Cecil (
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damned_institute2012-12-10 12:44 pm
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Entry tags:
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- luke fon fabre,
- zero
Night 67: Group Therapy Room 6
[From here.]
While Guy had been on guard even while exiting out into the greenhouse yard, there was no way he could have prepared for what came next. For a split second it felt like he was falling straight down, and in the next moment he got hit with a wave of dizziness that caused him to sway in place. Why did this feel... strangely familiar?
When he opened his eyes and saw a plain, indoor room around him instead of what he'd expected, Guy had to stare at the surroundings in confusion for a few seconds. This looked like some kind of lounge or therapy room, maybe even one he'd been to before. It was so unremarkable that it was hard to remember. The only things that stood out were a few pictures on the walls and a water cooler.
Wherever they were, this made no sense. How had they ended up here?
Guy placed a hand to his head to try and dispel the dizziness, and then turned to the rest of his friends. "What just happened?"
While Guy had been on guard even while exiting out into the greenhouse yard, there was no way he could have prepared for what came next. For a split second it felt like he was falling straight down, and in the next moment he got hit with a wave of dizziness that caused him to sway in place. Why did this feel... strangely familiar?
When he opened his eyes and saw a plain, indoor room around him instead of what he'd expected, Guy had to stare at the surroundings in confusion for a few seconds. This looked like some kind of lounge or therapy room, maybe even one he'd been to before. It was so unremarkable that it was hard to remember. The only things that stood out were a few pictures on the walls and a water cooler.
Wherever they were, this made no sense. How had they ended up here?
Guy placed a hand to his head to try and dispel the dizziness, and then turned to the rest of his friends. "What just happened?"
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X's voice filled the room as Zero mostly closed the window (to keep anything from coming in before they were ready to leave). It was a bit of a relief to hear that voice, to confirm its owner's continuing existence, but at the same time it was worrying when one could hear the obvious strain in it. He still refused to turn around, though, despite whatever concern came to mind. Footsteps could be heard now, so maybe X had been telling the truth and nothing more. He was just catching his breath, and he would be fine in a moment.
Better off than if Zero actually looked at him.
"...It looks like we can get outside from here." He opened the window up again in case X was looking this way. "There's nothing for us in here. We should keep moving."
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There was nothing for them in this closed up space: no supplies, no information, and most certainly no other exit than the way they came and the window that Zero had slid open. Biting his lip, X took one final glance-over of the area before standing a short distance behind Zero at the window.
"Sounds good to me." He still spoke in a strained whisper, but he was starting to adjust to his headache, at least. "Let's go."
Would a window have the same reaction as a door? Surely there wouldn't be instant transmission installed into the windows, too...
...
Right?
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He was hoping they would at least be somewhere he could recognize...or better yet, out of the Institute entirely.
[To here.]