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damned_institute2008-01-20 07:14 pm
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Nightshift 29: East Wing, South Hall 2-B
[[From here]]
Miku kept her footsteps hushed as she followed the growing buzz in the back of her head. Here it was, just behind this door with it's rusted lock. Miku tried it, hoping that maybe her meager strength would help her, but to no avail. She kept one eye over her shoulder, her ears opened for the click of claws or worse.
Nothing, just the stupid sound of the lock not moving.
"Come on, come on, please...!" she whispered fiercely at it. "Please let me in..!"
Miku kept her footsteps hushed as she followed the growing buzz in the back of her head. Here it was, just behind this door with it's rusted lock. Miku tried it, hoping that maybe her meager strength would help her, but to no avail. She kept one eye over her shoulder, her ears opened for the click of claws or worse.
Nothing, just the stupid sound of the lock not moving.
"Come on, come on, please...!" she whispered fiercely at it. "Please let me in..!"
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Still, he couldn't help but inquire. "And who are you, ma'am?"
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"I know that the door was locked when you found me, but, if I told you how exactly I was following it, you wouldn't believe me, so..." She kept her voice quiet, so as to not disturb whatever might be listening in (though, in hindsight, the noise of the kicked-open door was probably more than enough). She took a step into the dark corridor.
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