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damned_institute2009-08-29 01:24 pm
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Night 43: M101-M110 Hall
When I.R.I.S went off, a cold shiver went down Jun's spine. He'd been able to tell earlier that this wasn't how things normally were, true, but the other announcements hadn't been as disturbing as that one. No, something was very, very wrong. Thus, he set about the room trying to find suitable materials with which to protect himself. He remembered feeling a lump in his pillow that morning when he awoke, and felt around in the unoccupied bed, hoping it was something he could use.
A flashlight. Besides the obvious, he wasn't sure how useful it would be, but after searching more, it was the only thing he could find. The only other thing he could think of was taking apart one of the pieces of furniture already in the room, but he knew that he couldn't possibly do that without help.
With a feeling of unease, he stepped out into the hallway. He hoped that the person sleeping in there would be alright, but right now he couldn't do anything about it. His only form of protection was, after all, his Persona. He didn't pause while walking down the hallway, but his eyes darted around cautiously, always searching for figures in the places his flashlight couldn't reach.
A flashlight. Besides the obvious, he wasn't sure how useful it would be, but after searching more, it was the only thing he could find. The only other thing he could think of was taking apart one of the pieces of furniture already in the room, but he knew that he couldn't possibly do that without help.
With a feeling of unease, he stepped out into the hallway. He hoped that the person sleeping in there would be alright, but right now he couldn't do anything about it. His only form of protection was, after all, his Persona. He didn't pause while walking down the hallway, but his eyes darted around cautiously, always searching for figures in the places his flashlight couldn't reach.
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