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Nightshift 33: West Wing, North Hall 1-B
[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.]
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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With his flashlight in one hand and Statesman's knife in the other, Peter headed down the hallway, only sparing a brief glance at the few other patients who were around. He didn't recognize any of them, but that was no surprise considering how few of the patients he spoke to on a regular basis.
He didn't disagree with Statesman's idea to make a bulletin post the following day, but he had to hope that the man wouldn't throw his name around. Eddie obviously watched that board like a hawk, so it was best if he was on it as little as possible. Usually he could just remain anonymous and it wasn't a problem, but there were times when there was no way he couldn't be obvious about his identity.
The whole situation had him mildly frustrated, but he was trying to put a lid on it for the sake of professionalism. With a sigh, Peter opened the door at the end of the hall and stepped through.
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