[from here]

At first, he might have been able to chalk up their misdirection to his guide. He had no way to confirm that the room they'd walked into shouldn't be a chapel. But as they left, Soushi could be quite certain that the new room they found themselves in was nothing like the hallway they'd walked in from. The new room was considerably smaller; cramped and dusty and full of spider webs.

The chill in the air and way the walls shifted and creaked told him they were probably outdoors rather than in, though that didn't change the fact that the same wall was still between them and the free air outside. It looked like some sort of supply closet, full of sports equipment and other odds and ends. What was going on? It wasn't like any illusion he'd seen before, but so much of this place was surreal, everything since he'd woken here in fact, hadn't seemed quite right.

"Again?"

[Warping from here]

"...This isn't right."

Link held the door for Tsurugi a moment longer before letting it close behind him. He shined his magic light around the room that should have been a hallway. It was filled with strange metal cabinets and nothing else.

A storage area.

Strange teleportation aside, this was a good room to be in. Things could be hidden, in here!

[from here]

The room they stumbled into was dark and dusty enough that for a moment Soma thought they hadn't teleported at all. Then, as her vision slowly adjusted and she took a few more steps inside, she realized they had.

They were in some kind of shed, but it was a lot sturdier than the one they'd been about to enter, its thick walls keeping out the worst of the wind. It was enough to make their surroundings feel a lot warmer than they probably were, and Soma sighed as she collapsed next to a lawnmower, sending gardening supplies everywhere.

"Better than nothing," she said, peeling off her gloves and rubbing her hands together for warmth. "I th-think we're back on the institute grounds."