Night 68: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

[armoredsoul]

[from here]

For a moment Al pondered which direction to go. He'd seen other patients being led both past this block and down the hallway to another. After a moment he headed down the hallway and through the open door, keeping an alert eye out for anything odd.

[to here]

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[freewill]

[From here.]

The first thing Castiel heard as he stepped out of the patient block was a familiar voice. Not intimately familiar, but recently so. It was Soushi, and while one of the things on Castiel's to-do list was to question him, it was clear he was already engaged in conversation with someone else.

Not that Castiel couldn't barge in and demand some answers, but from the looks of things, the discussion between the two of them was entirely amicable. And unlike what Lingormr had mentioned, Soushi looked exactly the same age now. Either Lingormr had been trying to mislead him (which wouldn't have necessarily surprised Castiel) or something else was going on. If Soushi could change his form, then it was possible he simply hadn't chosen to do so tonight.

Either way, Castiel needed to find Lust, so he moved past the pair and continued to half-lean against the wall as he reached the next hallway.

[To here.]