Night 44: Main Hall, 2-West

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After reaching the top of the stairs, Tenzen slipped into the next hallway. This time, the hallway consisted out of a normal floor, ceiling and walls, as opposed to the pulsing flesh from last night.

Sliding his hand along the wall, the ninja kept his flashlight switched off as he headed East.

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The last-ditch effort, the death throe, Sheena was read for. Hands came up to catch the creature's arm, keeping the blade-like claws from connecting. The monster's strength in those last moments, though, was enough to put the ninja into the wall.

"Oof!" Hands losing their purchase on the arm thanks to the blood on her hand, Sheena rolled backwards away from the creature and into a crouch. As she watched the thing, she rubbed her shoulder where she'd hit the wall.

"Hurry up and die already," Sheena grumbled at the monster as the golden blood pooled on the floor.

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And that was what it did; the lucentiens' body continued to twitch in the pains of death, its hard skin scraping against the floor as it writhed around while the blood oozed out warmly.

Eventually, all movement stopped and the creature finally lost its glow, returning the hallway to complete darkness.

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The lack of luminescence was a pretty good indicator that the monster was dead, but Sheena wanted to make sure. Silently creeping forward, the ninja crouched down, her weight on the balls of her feet, and poked the monster.

Nothing happened, there was no response, so Sheena poked it again, a little harder. Still no reaction; it was dead.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, Sheena put her back to the wall and sat down. She needed to rest her leg a bit before moving on. She wished she'd been able to gather more energy with her Life Seal, but this was going to have to do. As she sat, she gave a vaguely disgusted look at her hand, feeling the stickiness from the monster's blood on it.

Gold blood. That was new.

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Here there be monsters -- perhaps the best way to describe the Institute at night, with its shifting shadows and soft, unidentifiable noises. Were those footsteps those of another patient, or something more sinister? Was that movement in the corner of one's eye just a trick of the moonlight, or a night-beast sneaking up, intent on blood?

Whatever the case, it bore remembering: here there be monsters. More than one, and if one hadn't succeeded, there existed others to pick off their leavings.

A faint croaking sound slowly began to resound in the hallway, growing louder and softer at random intervals, but without a clear indication of source. Still, gradually, it seemed to move closer to where the ninja had chosen to rest, something created of hatred and hidden too long in the darkness ready to pick up where the creature of light had left ...

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A shiver ran down Sheena's spine, and she peered around with wide eyes. Fear creeped upon her, for ninja were not immune to such things. Not sure what was coming, she shifted into a crouch, one hand on the ground disregarding the pool of golden blood it was in.

Sheena couldn't tell where the sound was coming from, but one thing was very certain. She did not want to know what was making it. With another quick look around, the ninja silently slipped down the hallway and around the corner.

The icy fingers she felt on the back of her neck was her imagination, but it didn't feel that way.

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