Nightshift 33: Main Hallway, 2 - West

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The Bride paused at the top of the stairs and listened. Quiet. It was quiet. If it hadn't been for the knowledge that there were people up here being tortured, she'd have thought she was the first to make it to the second floor. The Bride headed down the hallway, not even bothering to give the hallway where the torture was done more than a brief glance. Those people and their suffering were none of her concern at the moment.

She turned down the second hallway on the left; another step in this night's line dance.

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"Well enough, I guess." Considering that Homura was at that moment entirely dependant on Kenren to keep him from falling on his face. But the task of walking was getting easier, for better or for worse--much worse, considering the pain he'd been in before. Maybe it wouldn't be worth his surroundings no longer spinning out of control in the end. Still, something in Homura was thankful for it, more willing to face the agony than dependance on another god.

He still didn't know where they were taking him, after all. He didn't know if they could be trusted.

The die was cast, however, and Homura now had little choice but to move with the group. He tried to focus on saving what little energy he had, in case something worse was to come later. This path could still lead to answers, and Homura could travel it a little longer.

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