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Night 69: F21-F30
Rita spent most of the dinner shift preparing herself for the night. Taura had advised her to be ready for a fight, and she couldn't disagree with that. She’d had danger obstructing her at every turn for the past several nights. If she really was on to something, then it was only going to get more dangerous.
That evening’s message from the Head Doctor was one that certainly got her attention. Was he addressing Rita directly? The timing seemed to line up. If it was true, then all those obstacles really weren’t a coincidence, as Skulduggery said before. Landel was watching, and he knew what she was up to. He even went out of his way to tell her what awaited beyond the passage – the coveted third floor.
There was little doubt now that he’d prepared another trap for her, but that wasn’t going to stop Rita. Not while she knew she was close. Weapon in hand, she left her room without a word.
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That evening’s message from the Head Doctor was one that certainly got her attention. Was he addressing Rita directly? The timing seemed to line up. If it was true, then all those obstacles really weren’t a coincidence, as Skulduggery said before. Landel was watching, and he knew what she was up to. He even went out of his way to tell her what awaited beyond the passage – the coveted third floor.
There was little doubt now that he’d prepared another trap for her, but that wasn’t going to stop Rita. Not while she knew she was close. Weapon in hand, she left her room without a word.
[to here]