[From here.]

After passing the section of the hallway overlooking the Sun Room and its inhabitants, Jade knew that he wasn’t far from his goal. It’s almost felt like months since he’d last stepped foot in this part of the building, but now wasn’t exactly the time to reminisce about the good old days. No, his laundry list for the evening was exceptionally long, and the slower he paced himself the longer it’d take for him to complete them all, if at all.

But even if that was so, the colonel found his thoughts wandering over to his comrades anyway. Finding Luke at some point in the evening was favorable, but somewhat improbable amongst the whole scheme of things. The redhead always had the knack of getting himself into trouble and then brushing off any kind of help offered to him. Most people would find that noble and selfless.

Jade just found it obnoxious and a tad bit annoying.

He reached the end of the hallway in practically no time, making a sharp turn to his left.

[To here.]

[Coming from here.]

Luckily, they were at the far end of the hall and could back away from the fight now taking place in the hallway outside the patient blocks. Tyler kept casting backwards glances over his shoulder as he and Reid fled. As they dashed to a safe distance down into the main stretch of hall, he finally had to slow and stop, feeling winded and out of breath. Odd. He'd thought he was in better shape than that...

"We shouldn't stay in one place," he spoke, bending over and propping his hands on his knees. He felt dizzy and weak. Was there something wrong with him? He tried to ignore it; they had more important things to worry about it. he could be sick once they got out of this damn place.

"Which way should we go? Up, down, or try to get out?"

[[from here]]

He wasn't sure just what awaited him as the boy with pale hair and glowing eyes dragged him across the tiled floor, but he was so bruised and beaten after their one-sided fight that he couldn't do much to stop it.  After hearing the rumors about what happened to patients here, he didn't have high hopes.  The world stopped spinning for a moment when they reached the railing.  Was he just going to be left on the floor here?

It didn't look like he'd be quite that lucky.  The boy floated into the air, carrying him along like a sack of potatoes before tossing him unceremoniously into the Sun Room below.  He fell like a rag doll and hit one of the tables on the way down.  He heard as much as felt the cracking of bones as he landed in a heap on the floor.  His upper arm felt strangely warm on the left side, only to realize it was because the bone had broken through the skin.  Yuuhi bit back a cry of pain, wishing the fall had knocked him unconscious too, then at least he wouldn't have to feel the pain for a while. 

His flashlight was gone, lost in the scuffle, and he looked nervously into the darkness, well aware of what easy prey he would be.  He had to move, before someone or something caught the scent of his blood.