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damned_institute2009-05-30 05:31 pm
lawful_perfect) wrote in damned_institute2009-05-30 05:31 pm
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Night 41: West Wing, North Hall 1-A
[From here]
For the first time all day, von Karma was now in an area that was somewhat familiar to him. The last day that he had had full consciousness, he had passed through this hallway on his way to the recreational field. Oddly enough, although there had been a number of patients meandering through this hall last time, it appeared that he was the first one here tonight. Gingerly, he walked close to the wall in case something non-human emerged, until he reached the doorway to the north.
Carefully, he opened the door and looked outside. The grassy field lay before him. A cool breeze drifted in; this was actually the first breath of fresh air that he had received all day, despite his blasted nurse's nagging. Steeling himself for the trip to the activities shed on the far end of the field, he stepped outside.
[To here]
For the first time all day, von Karma was now in an area that was somewhat familiar to him. The last day that he had had full consciousness, he had passed through this hallway on his way to the recreational field. Oddly enough, although there had been a number of patients meandering through this hall last time, it appeared that he was the first one here tonight. Gingerly, he walked close to the wall in case something non-human emerged, until he reached the doorway to the north.
Carefully, he opened the door and looked outside. The grassy field lay before him. A cool breeze drifted in; this was actually the first breath of fresh air that he had received all day, despite his blasted nurse's nagging. Steeling himself for the trip to the activities shed on the far end of the field, he stepped outside.
[To here]
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How strange to think that in all the time Grell had been at this Institute, he hadn't really gotten very far. He tended to stick to the patient rooms, where his victims were, but now that his revenge was over, he'd all but lost interest in Brainiac 5 and his games. Right now, he had a much more pressing engagement, one to Wally and to that man 'Tim.' Tim couldn't be his real name. No one that caustic ever had a name so simple.
Moving down the hall, he headed off to where he was meant to meet Wally - far from his rooms where things could never get back to him.
[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/631176.html?thread=53343624#t53343624)]