God. He'd had enough of this crap of letting the wall guide him into a straight line; noticing weird things with his heavy eyes, his heart beginning to race, and then realising the apparent villains were a part of his flashlight's delightful shadow show; thinking he was about to lose footing altogether and leaning laterally on walls for seconds at a time.
When he finally arrived at every night's meeting point, his patience wore much thinner than usual.
"Sam?" He called in a plain-tired voice, giving the door two quiet knocks. "C'mon, haven't got all day." Resting a raised arm on the doorframe and rubbing his temple, he waited, mentally shooing away the headache to no more success than the previous attempts.
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God. He'd had enough of this crap of letting the wall guide him into a straight line; noticing weird things with his heavy eyes, his heart beginning to race, and then realising the apparent villains were a part of his flashlight's delightful shadow show; thinking he was about to lose footing altogether and leaning laterally on walls for seconds at a time.
When he finally arrived at every night's meeting point, his patience wore much thinner than usual.
"Sam?" He called in a plain-tired voice, giving the door two quiet knocks. "C'mon, haven't got all day." Resting a raised arm on the doorframe and rubbing his temple, he waited, mentally shooing away the headache to no more success than the previous attempts.