http://oftemptation.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] oftemptation.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-04-24 05:36 pm

Nightshift 40: East Wing, Hall A (2nd Floor)

[from here]

Endrance rounded the corner slowly, looking ahead to see if anything was there. He was reminded all too easily of what had happened here the night before - the false Mia attacking, trying to talk her out of it...everything.

He was silent as he stepped forward, fearing that if he said anything immediately, it would come out in something akin to tears.
falseblack: (uh...huh.)

[personal profile] falseblack 2009-04-30 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Understood," Nigredo muttered unconsciously, before tightening his lips at the habit. Being on guard did not equate being on a mission; suddenly treating this venture as such felt weird. Maybe it was warranted--the sound coming from one end of the hallway certainly didn't help--but wasn't he here for curiosity's sake?

Best not to think about it too much. He quietly crept ahead of the group, in hopes of finding the aforementioned storage rooms. The first two the boy ran across were of no consequence: one remotely resembled a reception area while the other contained several large machinery. The next three merely proved frustrating. A quick turn of the knobs revealed all of them were locked and sealed tight.

The traffic up ahead forced Nigredo to stop and use his eyes to investigate the next areas. One, where he was positive the noise was coming from, he ignored in favor of another, significantly quieter entrance. Its doorknob was disjointed in a way that indicated it had recently been broken into. He peeked inside, finding moving elements (People?) and several stacks of boxes. If boxes were not an obvious indication of a storage room...

Facing the others, he motioned for them to draw closer.