Balancing his mixed feelings was difficult. He was nervous like a cat--used to hunting, but anxious for his own safety. His optimism related to the current plan ebbed and flowed unpredictably. He and Lana were so vulnerable here, in the long open hall, and in the Institute itself. If this scheme didn't pay off soon, they would need to find a way to bring someone with more physical strength into their group. Everything was fine at the moment, for values of "fine" appropriate to the circumstances--but it could go wrong in a second.
The orientation of the turn in the corridor made their location obvious. There was no reason to believe that they weren't still in the same building. The closet they'd come from was above the patient rooms, the sleep study area, and probably also the morgue.
Not much to their right but a dead end, but the entire span of the third floor was to their left. If they were going to do this systematically, the easiest thing would be to take every left turn and look for likely doors. He started in the more useful direction, and a gap in the wall showed that there was another corridor, not far ahead, also on the left. Beyond it, open spaces, other gaps.
When they reached that next hall, his flashlight confirmed that there was no shortage of possibilities. The beam passed across the sign on the door nearest to him, and he could see the words: Records Archive. There was a card lock, too.
He glanced at Lana, eyebrows raised, not voicing the obvious question. your princess is in another castle?!
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Balancing his mixed feelings was difficult. He was nervous like a cat--used to hunting, but anxious for his own safety. His optimism related to the current plan ebbed and flowed unpredictably. He and Lana were so vulnerable here, in the long open hall, and in the Institute itself. If this scheme didn't pay off soon, they would need to find a way to bring someone with more physical strength into their group. Everything was fine at the moment, for values of "fine" appropriate to the circumstances--but it could go wrong in a second.
The orientation of the turn in the corridor made their location obvious. There was no reason to believe that they weren't still in the same building. The closet they'd come from was above the patient rooms, the sleep study area, and probably also the morgue.
Not much to their right but a dead end, but the entire span of the third floor was to their left. If they were going to do this systematically, the easiest thing would be to take every left turn and look for likely doors. He started in the more useful direction, and a gap in the wall showed that there was another corridor, not far ahead, also on the left. Beyond it, open spaces, other gaps.
When they reached that next hall, his flashlight confirmed that there was no shortage of possibilities. The beam passed across the sign on the door nearest to him, and he could see the words: Records Archive. There was a card lock, too.
He glanced at Lana, eyebrows raised, not voicing the obvious question.
your princess is in another castle?!