Nightshift 39: West Wing, North Hall 1-A

[from here]

Miles slowed again as he entered the hallway, due to another sharp spike of pain in his head. This time, it was accompanied by a louder rumble, one that almost sounded like garbled words.

He swept the beam of his flashlight from side to side. "Now, see? Nothing - and no one - is there," he muttered, hoping that would silence the voice's insistent worry. It was starting to get both annoying and worrisome at the same time. What was making it react like this? He couldn't think of anything, and the intercom announcement hadn't indicated anything particularly worrisome, either.

He sighed and continued down the hallway, continuing to scan for anything in the shadows with each step.

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[identity profile] ruthless-hunter.livejournal.com 2009-03-06 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/577918.html?thread=48048510#t48048510)]

This hallway was slightly vaster than the one that held the cellblocks, but still very, very dark. Various inmates crossed this corridor, slightly illuminating the place with their light-emitting rods.

No sign of creatures. Lockdown stood aside, waiting for Starscream to take the lead again.

[identity profile] whiny-egomaniac.livejournal.com 2009-03-06 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"This way," the Air Commander quickly whispered, motioning southward with his light. "We have a few more long hallways like this one to traverse."

[identity profile] ruthless-hunter.livejournal.com 2009-03-06 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Lockdown nodded, "Okay, lead on."

As he continued to follow the former Seeker, he made the comment. "Hopefully isn't too long. All this walking is making me start to miss my vehical mode." What he wouldn't give for being able to grind his tires against the ground at high speed again.