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damned_institute2008-05-30 10:13 am
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Nightshift 32: M-C Block Hallway
[From here.]
Meandering about like this was really just a waste of his time, but Sync strove forward anyway with that same bored expression as he made his way into the next area.
It was true that he wanted to explore outside and examine any weak spots for escape, yet it wasn’t on the top of his list of things to do. No, instead he was more curious about what ludicrous lives the staff plastered on top of them. The God-General was used to shadowing his own identity, so it was interesting from his point to see what they’ve managed to conjure up in their spare time.
Call it an acquired taste.
He followed the wall from the time he entered the room, allowing the tips of his fingers to run along the surface before he exited into another hallway.
[To here.]
Meandering about like this was really just a waste of his time, but Sync strove forward anyway with that same bored expression as he made his way into the next area.
It was true that he wanted to explore outside and examine any weak spots for escape, yet it wasn’t on the top of his list of things to do. No, instead he was more curious about what ludicrous lives the staff plastered on top of them. The God-General was used to shadowing his own identity, so it was interesting from his point to see what they’ve managed to conjure up in their spare time.
Call it an acquired taste.
He followed the wall from the time he entered the room, allowing the tips of his fingers to run along the surface before he exited into another hallway.
[To here.]
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Harry switched on his flashlight as he entered the hall, grateful Peter had told him to bring it. Even though his vision was enhanced it was impossible to see anything clearly without the meager light it provided.
It seemed there were a number of other people wandering around already, indicating that all the patients here were allowed free reign of the institute at night. He wondered what exactly happened to the staff during the night. Did they allow this? He vaguely remembered Omi saying something about the staff being rather forceful when it came to patients being out at night but Harry couldn't remember if he had explained what that meant or not.
Whatever the case, Peter had thought he would be able to reach him in front of the Sun Room easily enough, so he probably didn't have anything to worry about. Looking around, he attempted to get his bearings. Finding his way around the institute at night, when it was pitch black was going to be a lot more difficult than he'd initially thought. He was certain that Peter would wait for him as long as it took, however.
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