ext_148871 ([identity profile] no-barbarian.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-01-24 12:45 pm

Nightshift 38: West Wing, North Hall 1-B


from here

Now, if Teisel were a sixties-numbered room, where would he be? It shouldn't be too far away. He only had two directions to go in from here. Farther down the hall were women's rooms, if he remembered the nameplates right. The rooms were probably arranged in a grid, so...

No sense standing around. He had a fifty-fifty chance of going the right way, so he might as well go...to the right? Why not.


to here


[identity profile] pleading-ngri.livejournal.com 2009-01-25 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)


This was becoming a routine, but Phoenix didn't mind so much. It was a quick chance to confer with Edgeworth that spared the publicity of the bulletin, see quickly what the state of the immediate hallways was, and listen for a radio announcement. He also liked the chance to go outside, however briefly. The world felt more real when he has some fresh air here and there.

The noise of shouting and barking reached his ears before he even reached the door, and he cracked it open to see another patient kick away a dog and make a break for it. He barely bit his tongue in time to keep himself quiet; even if he did shout over, the dog was between the guy and the institute. There was nothing to do but make a break for it, and Phoenix turned off his flashlight before shouldering open the door, ready to sprint for the other one.