How many layers did this institute have? From what his roommate was saying it seemed that there were secrets within the secrets. He nodded, taking in the information with a slightly wide eyed look. Yes, monsters, cruelty, unjust actions -- it was such a recipe for despair. And Suzaku seemed to be the heroic type, or at least the kind to be angry over this sort of thing.

". . . what is advised then, during the night? If we're allowed to leave our rooms. . ." he cut himself off. If they were allowed to leave their rooms it would be a good opportunity to explore, but on the other hand, monsters. Interesting.