Nightshift 43: M11-20 Hallway

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Endrance was quiet as he gathered his things - flashlight, pipe, long chef's knife from the night before - and slipped out into the hallway. It felt a bit strange to be leaving without saying much to his roommate, but...what was there to say, really? He wasn't sure, and so saying nothing at all had probably been the best course of action.

As he closed the door behind him, he blinked. Had - had the walls just blinked for a moment? It reminded him of what had happened two nights ago, when the false-Kite had changed the entry room into Hulle Granz, and it put him on guard. Was he out again tonight, then?

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Where the hell was Pierson?

Yet another thing that Indy didn't like. The nurse had reassured him that Dad had gone home--although he trusted her about as far as he could throw her--but she hadn't said a word about his roommate. Had Pierson's number come up for the experiments tonight, or had he had a run-in with a Zombi last night that'd left him incapacitated--or worse? Indy needed to find out.

Right now, though, he had a full dance card. He changed quickly into his adventuring gear and coiled the whip in his right hand, hoping that shoulder wasn't going to be a problem in swinging. The map got tucked into his jacket pocket, but the flashlight stayed where it was. He'd need a free hand if he was going to carry a lit torch around. Besides, Indy was confident he could make it as far as the next hall in the dark.

He stopped at the door to look back--force of habit--but then opened it and set off, alone.

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