http://jokers-wildcard.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jokers-wildcard.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-11-13 04:41 pm (UTC)

Well... Okay, the guy had a point there. The place definitely wasn't normal by any means. At first she had assumed these nightly things were just blackouts, but who heard of consistent blackouts every single night? The staff seemed to make no attempts to fix the problem as far as she could tell. In fact, at night she didn't see so much as a security guard wandering around, let alone all the nurses that overran the place during the day.

Odd. She hadn't actually stopped to think about it, but it really was like they were all alone at night, alone with giant man-eating bugs and monster cats. So what did that mean exactly? Not that she really felt she should care. She had to escape eventually. And it's not like it was really her place to sit around and try to make sense of what other people do. ...Or should she?

His other point was true, too. Everything he said couldn't be more than just a coincidence, and if he was some kind of delusional nut who only thought he was Professor Crane, well, he wasn't doing a very good job of it at all. What kind of delusionist gets the image all wrong?

Weird as it was, 'alternate realities' didn't seem to be the immediate conclusion to come to. At least Crane seemed to realize this all sounded strange.

As soon as he mentioned her babies, her eyes snapped up to his in surprise. What he said... it made sense. She was only sure they didn't release her sweet hearts because no one else had seen them after that day and couldn't imagine that weirdo doctor actually setting them free. Why would he?

The idea of using them as hostages she dismissed after only a moment's thought. If that were the case, they would have given her their demands by now. You don't take a hostage and hold them for days on end before using them.

And the thought of anyone torturing them, using them as guinea pigs, and possibly killing them...

"N-No... No! I won't let them! I'd kill them all first! There better not be a single scratch on their faces or I... I..."

But what if it's too late?

She hugged herself a little at that thought. No... She'd taken too long to come get them. So many days. It very well could be too late. Harley looked down the hallway that led to the animal storage labs. Now she was kind of scared to go... What would she find when she got there? What if they were just... a bloody residue by now?

"No..."

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