Nightshift 29: Basement, East Hall

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[From here.]

It took a moment for Dairine to take in the hallway in its entirety. The basement seemed to be a completely different animal from the rest of the Institute. The style down here reminded her of pictures she'd seen of Versailles, as opposed to the clinical conditions upstairs. The rift in interior design was strange, but she'd seen weirder things, and this would no doubt be topped by something even stranger by the end of the night.

The tapestries on the walls caught her eye, and she moved closer to one, waiting for her companions to follow her through. She looked, but didn't touch; she knew enough to at least take proper precautions before dealing with something that was potentially deadly.

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"Interesting choice of decor," Akabane commented as he took in the tapestries draped on the walls. At another time, he might have given the gruesome scenes more attention, but Dr. Jackal was in no mood for art appreciation. The long hallway appeared to be deserted, something that did not appeal to him. He was becoming rather bored of this exploration of the subterranean levels of the institute. But the hallway was long, and there was a possibility that he was missing something hidden farther down.

Casting one last indifferent glance at the battles frozen on the walls, Akabane headed down the hall. If there was anything of interest, or hostile intentions, he wanted to be the first to meet it.

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Renji entered the hall cautiously; quick enough to catch which direction the other group had gone. He wasn't that interested in following them, so hopefully there'd be another door somewhere on the way. If not, well, there were more doors back the way they'd come.

He spared the tapestries a glance, not terribly impressed by the choice of decorations. "I'm getting a theme, here," he said.

The hall was long, but straight. His eyes were already well-adjusted to such dim light, even if the flickering of the candles was kind of annoying. He headed toward the end, leading the way.