[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/230777.html?thread=16715385#t16715385)]

Katou moved to the dark hallway quickly. There was no trace of carefulness in his demeanor, steps clapping on the floors, flashlight waving about in his hand. Neither did he glance back to see if Malik followed or not, perhaps not caring.

He muttered something under his breath, then stretched hands over his head again and yawned while stretching. Where to now?