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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.
[To here]
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.
[To here]
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By keeping his back to the wall Lunge could stop something from catching him in the back, but eyes cast to the floor could see little in the darkness. With luck, though, any wandering stares would bypass the tall, silent figure slipping along the edges of the room with the lean speed of a cat advancing on its prey.
Only this time it would do to remember that the roles had been reversed- from hunter to hunted. Weaponless, he wouldn't have stood a chance against... whatever it was here. The corner of Lunge's mouth twitched in irritation, but he resisted the temptation look up. Low profile, Inspector.
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