[from here]

"Be on your guard, now," Lee whispered as he led them through the doorway. He scanned the room quickly with his flashlight, trying to gain his bearings in case they were caught off-guard by some hidden enemy.

It seemed like a typical entry room. There were desks set in relative symmetry, and otherwise the room seemed harmless. Mostly, anyway.

Slowly, Lee crept across the carpet, silent in ways he typically was not. There were three other doorways out of this room, but only the large double-doors across from them seemed like a promising exit.

[M16]

As wretched as he was already feeling, the taunting intercom messages did nothing to improve Gren's mood. What it did do was inspire enough anger to rouse him from the corner he'd huddled in and force him to collect his things and get moving.

He was really in no shape to be out and about. He felt shaky and lightheaded, hardly able to keep himself moving, let alone fight. But he also knew that it was his own fault, and that absolutely nothing good would come of hiding in his room waiting for his own thoughts to consume him whole. Going out wasn't going to do a damned thing for his physical condition, but it just might be enough to distract him from the chaos in his head for a little while longer. And maybe if he could find Hakkai, he might have a chance of working out just how much of this was really the fault of whatever that thing was they'd encountered the night before.

Maybe it wasn't his fault. Maybe it was just the drugs and the ghost and this place. Maybe he really wasn't losing his mind all over again.

It was the only thing he had to cling to. That, and the thought that maybe, somewhere, there was a way out of this hell. He had to try.

It took too long to get his things sorted, too long to get out the door and stop there, leaning against the wall while he tried to keep focused. No one was around, now. There was nothing but darkness and silence to welcome him.

[From here]

Though they were able to make it through the Sun room without being attacked, there were no such promises for the rooms up ahead. Seishin quietly followed Silvestri-san through the door leading into the cafeteria.

Unlike the moonlight shining through the Sun room's ceiling, the lounge's eerie silence stretched on into this room. The cafeteria seemed even larger than it was during the day, and despite the tables and chairs there was a sense of emptiness, an emptiness that was as ominous as the silence that made even the smallest sound seem like a tremendous amount of noise. If anything awaited them in the darkness of the vast room, perhaps under the tables where the small beam of Seishin's flashlight did not reach, it would have certainly noticed them by now.