L made it through the connecting corridor near his room, wary as he passed through it and into the longer hall. Scar had been attacked in the M-A hall, not the M-B hall, but it was rare for much to happen in any of the four corresponding areas near the rooms. The only real exception that L knew of had been the night when Aguilar had lost control of the Institute.
His current route would bring him past the door to the area in question, one that was familiar from when his own room had been located in that grouping.
As he approached it, he understood what else had been nagging at him about the reports on the bulletin earlier in the day.
The door was typically kept closed, so it wouldn't have been easy for a creature to wander in and out of the area, which was itself heavily trafficked. Scar had been a large, strong man, and there had been indications that the death had been extremely messy, all of which suggested that he had gone up against something big. On top of that, it had happened early enough in the evening for someone to stumble across the body afterward without running into the monster itself. Yet no one else had reported an encounter in that area the night before with anything capable of doing that kind of damage.
Why not? It was feasible that Scar could have been attacked as he opened the door, but in that case the door would probably have fallen closed. Furthermore, the hall that L was passing through now was highly trafficked, and the Main Hallways even more so.
The possibility that whatever Scar had encountered had somehow been able to materialize was ridiculous, but it had to be considered. In that case, if it had come here looking for easy victims, why stop at one? And why choose a big man when any number of the other patients were less physically likely to defend themselves? There hadn't been any indication that anyone suspected that the creature had been wounded, but if it had been, the bathroom would have been the easiest and most likely hiding place in which it could nurse its injuries. There, again, was the problem of the door.
The entire scenario -- something with the size and strength to make short work of a big man, but with the ability to be completely unseen otherwise, no interest in other victims in an area where they were plentiful, and the potential ability to open doors -- seemed extremely dubious, and experience suggested that the questions he had been asking himself were only precursors to the right ones. For the moment, it was a distraction; it wasn't safe to become too preoccupied, especially when he was still alone. Taylor seemed to have a similar idea. They could talk about it tomorrow.
A right turn put him into the corridor where the rest of the group planned to meet.
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L made it through the connecting corridor near his room, wary as he passed through it and into the longer hall. Scar had been attacked in the M-A hall, not the M-B hall, but it was rare for much to happen in any of the four corresponding areas near the rooms. The only real exception that L knew of had been the night when Aguilar had lost control of the Institute.
His current route would bring him past the door to the area in question, one that was familiar from when his own room had been located in that grouping.
As he approached it, he understood what else had been nagging at him about the reports on the bulletin earlier in the day.
The door was typically kept closed, so it wouldn't have been easy for a creature to wander in and out of the area, which was itself heavily trafficked. Scar had been a large, strong man, and there had been indications that the death had been extremely messy, all of which suggested that he had gone up against something big. On top of that, it had happened early enough in the evening for someone to stumble across the body afterward without running into the monster itself. Yet no one else had reported an encounter in that area the night before with anything capable of doing that kind of damage.
Why not? It was feasible that Scar could have been attacked as he opened the door, but in that case the door would probably have fallen closed. Furthermore, the hall that L was passing through now was highly trafficked, and the Main Hallways even more so.
The possibility that whatever Scar had encountered had somehow been able to materialize was ridiculous, but it had to be considered. In that case, if it had come here looking for easy victims, why stop at one? And why choose a big man when any number of the other patients were less physically likely to defend themselves? There hadn't been any indication that anyone suspected that the creature had been wounded, but if it had been, the bathroom would have been the easiest and most likely hiding place in which it could nurse its injuries. There, again, was the problem of the door.
The entire scenario -- something with the size and strength to make short work of a big man, but with the ability to be completely unseen otherwise, no interest in other victims in an area where they were plentiful, and the potential ability to open doors -- seemed extremely dubious, and experience suggested that the questions he had been asking himself were only precursors to the right ones. For the moment, it was a distraction; it wasn't safe to become too preoccupied, especially when he was still alone. Taylor seemed to have a similar idea. They could talk about it tomorrow.
A right turn put him into the corridor where the rest of the group planned to meet.
[To here.]