Nightshift 33: West Wing, North Hall 1-B

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[Coming from here.]

Tyler turned into the wider corridor, pausing to take a quick glance at his map, making sure he could get to where he needed to go from where he was. Seeing there was a door at the end of this hall, he turned left, figuring that was the quickest route to outside and where he was to meet Reid.

[oing here.]

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“Why do you think I’m here?” Reid pointed out. Duh. Caleb might always be getting on his goddamn case about being too thick-headed or too simple-minded or blah blah blah--insert whatever self-righteous lecture fit the bill--but Reid could handle himself when the time came. Not sticking around to take shots at a stuck-up preteen princess was showing some serious self-restraint. Seriously.

Thinking ahead, that was totally what he was about tonight.

Slowly, reluctantly, his eye color bled back to blue. “Now let’s hold off until she flips her shit at someone else, then go.”

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"I just hope we'll be able to get past her. She did seem pretty pissed off at you, even if she is just a kid with a... whatever that thing was," Tyler replied, still staring out a slight crack in the door, eyes straining against the darkness beyond.

"Still, if we can't, we can try the wall on the other side of the building, too. We don't know if Pyramid Head stays there every night or not, that side might be quieter. Or we could try the front door again? The intercom seemed to hint that something was up - something wrong with whatever security they've got on this place. At least we have other options if this way proves too much trouble."

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"Yeah, options. So many options."

Yeah. Right. Because even when the place was going all nutso, the world somehow became more brighter without Power. Not. Reid wasn't going to be terribly optimistic until he got his magic back--then they could lock him in a room with no exits for all he cared.

"Whatever, let's go. No way am I going all the way back to the front door now," Reid said, smacking Tyler's shoulder lightly when the girl and her ugly creep doll when charging off in another direction, a lot like Phead's mad dashes. "There, off to play hopscotch with someone else. Time to go."

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Tyler watched the large puppet thing dash off into the darkness of the recreational field once more and nodded in agreement, although he was still worried. They were way outmatched in this place.

"Alright. I'll follow you. I'm not sure where you want to try and hop over. Just... try and stay away from the kid and that thing. It's not Pyramid Head but we don't know what she can do."

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