[Clark's wandering in from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/306425.html?thread=24483321#t24483321)]
All the halls looked the same. They were like that during the day, but at night there was just something a lot creepier about it.
Clark crept down the hall. He thought he heard the sound of fighting further down, still distant but the closer he got, the harder it was to pass it off as something he'd imagined. He took his time approaching, deciding to play it cautious instead of just gunning in like he normally would. Normally he'd have his powers under control. But he didn't - his bandaged arm and his throbbing cheek were proof of that - so he'd have to be cautious.
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All the halls looked the same. They were like that during the day, but at night there was just something a lot creepier about it.
Clark crept down the hall. He thought he heard the sound of fighting further down, still distant but the closer he got, the harder it was to pass it off as something he'd imagined. He took his time approaching, deciding to play it cautious instead of just gunning in like he normally would. Normally he'd have his powers under control. But he didn't - his bandaged arm and his throbbing cheek were proof of that - so he'd have to be cautious.
[Unknowingly waiting for Wesker]