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damned_institute2013-08-24 06:28 pm
redcladidealist) wrote in damned_institute2013-08-24 06:28 pm
Night 72: West Wing, North Hall 1-A
[From here.]
Despite the feeling of paranoia and worry that settled like a cold stone in the pit of his stomach, Lloyd pressed on through the next hall, only vaguely reassured when nothing jumped out to attack him. Again, the hall was eerily silent, the aged and decrepit appearance of the walls and doors giving the place an abandoned, forgotten feel. It wasn't pleasant, reminding Lloyd of too many ghost stories he'd been told before.
No. I'm not going to think about that, he told himself, before turning into the next hall.
[To here.]
Despite the feeling of paranoia and worry that settled like a cold stone in the pit of his stomach, Lloyd pressed on through the next hall, only vaguely reassured when nothing jumped out to attack him. Again, the hall was eerily silent, the aged and decrepit appearance of the walls and doors giving the place an abandoned, forgotten feel. It wasn't pleasant, reminding Lloyd of too many ghost stories he'd been told before.
No. I'm not going to think about that, he told himself, before turning into the next hall.
[To here.]