Even when the sun set, X hadn't felt that disturbingly familiar pain, or that sickening rumble in his stomach.
The hypersensitive smell was gone; it was as it was before, early in the morning, when he awoke.
...
That shouldn't have been more comforting than it was, in hindsight. When one lost the warm cocoon of normalcy and was taken to the realms of the insane, to regain it once more was like revisiting a welcome old friend. With X, this was no exception.
He had to hurry.
X bit his lip and scanned around him, searching for that familiar glint of steel that he'd usually hid under his bed. It would have been right against the wall, only noticeable in the dark--
--He shook his head.
No, he wasn't going to find them. He dropped those tools two nights ago in his own rush...
Damn it.
He was going to have to find more. Or at least something else.
For now...
X got:Flashlight
...This would have to do. It wasn't good enough to use as a real weapon, but if he shined the light in someone's face, it could act as a good diversion.
With a sigh, gripping it tight, he dashed out into the hallway beyond.
M5
Even when the sun set, X hadn't felt that disturbingly familiar pain, or that sickening rumble in his stomach.
The hypersensitive smell was gone; it was as it was before, early in the morning, when he awoke.
...
That shouldn't have been more comforting than it was, in hindsight. When one lost the warm cocoon of normalcy and was taken to the realms of the insane, to regain it once more was like revisiting a welcome old friend. With X, this was no exception.
He had to hurry.
X bit his lip and scanned around him, searching for that familiar glint of steel that he'd usually hid under his bed. It would have been right against the wall, only noticeable in the dark--
--He shook his head.
No, he wasn't going to find them. He dropped those tools two nights ago in his own rush...
Damn it.
He was going to have to find more. Or at least something else.
For now...
X got: Flashlight
...This would have to do. It wasn't good enough to use as a real weapon, but if he shined the light in someone's face, it could act as a good diversion.
With a sigh, gripping it tight, he dashed out into the hallway beyond.