Night 73: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

[freewill]

[From here.]

On his way down the hall, Castiel reviewed what little amount of strategy he could manage for tonight's plans. The main obstacle they'd been facing was some kind of guardian being placed in either the Sun Room or the library itself. If they could maneuver their way around any opponents and not get separated in the process, it was possible they could make real progress.

Castiel didn't know why they'd been given keys that made their search easier, as if Landel wanted them to succeed despite all of his announcements implying otherwise. It was yet another aspect of this mission that made him uncertain, but it wasn't as if he hadn't barreled into fights without all the details before.

Reaching the end of the hall, Castiel took a left.

[To here.]

Comments

[his_legacy]

[From here]

"A central information area would be our best option, though, I think. We've little else to go on." Rumors and little notes and bits of information passed during the daytime. Communication had always been fairly open between the patients; there had always been a sense of unity. But it only got them so far when they knew so little.

[knightspirit]

"If it's supposed to get us home like they say, then maybe it's some kind of record of where we came from," Kyousuke guessed. "Something linked to them somehow? ... That's the only way I know to get between worlds. But either way, we'll see when we get there."

Or so he said, but they way this place worked, finding an archive full of artifacts linked to specific worlds and times seemed too convenient, and there was a good chance the method they used to get everyone from those worlds was different than the one Kyousuke and his friends had been using. ... Would be using? He couldn't tell.

The boy frowned, idly scanning the hall for any threats.

[lighthearted]

Everything that Link and Tsurugi suggested made sense. A record of the worlds that they'd come from, something that would help them get home. Suddenly, Sora wondered if it would have been worth it to bring his journal and a pen with him. He didn't usually bother with bringing any extra items because they weighed him down, but if there was a lot of information they were going to need to remember, it might have been useful.

Too late now, though. They couldn't afford to turn back.

There was something about what Tsurugi said that surprised him, though. "Wait, so... you've traveled between worlds before?" Sora had met a number of people here who had done so, but it still surprised him when he came across someone new. Tsurugi's life had always seemed to revolve around his soccer team, so where did other worlds come into play?

Then again, Sora knew better than most people how quickly your life could change around on you. As he waited for Tsurugi's response, he turned the corner to take them into the main hallway.

[To here.]