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damned_institute2013-10-21 06:46 pm
knightspirit) wrote in damned_institute2013-10-21 06:46 pm
Night 73: Main Hallway 3-Center
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The door led out to another balcony, like the one on the second floor, where they could see down into the Sun Room below. There was a sheet of glass, however, that meant though they could see down, nobody could see up. ... Too bad for Landel that hadn't been enough to keep this floor a secret.
From here, however, there were a lot of potential places to go. "Normally I'd suggest starting at the end, but I guess it doesn't make much of a difference in this case," he said with a frown. They couldn't methodically check through every room in a linear fashion like that when there was no predicting where any of the pads they found might take them.
The door led out to another balcony, like the one on the second floor, where they could see down into the Sun Room below. There was a sheet of glass, however, that meant though they could see down, nobody could see up. ... Too bad for Landel that hadn't been enough to keep this floor a secret.
From here, however, there were a lot of potential places to go. "Normally I'd suggest starting at the end, but I guess it doesn't make much of a difference in this case," he said with a frown. They couldn't methodically check through every room in a linear fashion like that when there was no predicting where any of the pads they found might take them.
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The hallway outside made it immediately apparent that the teleportation pad had sent them vertical, perhaps even in a straight line, because the huge sheet of glass that began at the edge of the balcony overlooked the Sun Room.
A slow chill crawled down his spine at the thought of Landel (or any of his people, diminished as his sentient staff seemed to be) watching the patients throughout the day. All the time they'd spent planning, discussing, even posting to the bulletin board -- small wonder the man had been so confident in his power for so long.