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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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If Bart was going to bait Scourge into something nasty, well--things wouldn't be pretty. Whatever happened to getting along?
"Hey--" he piped in, "--cut him a break Bart. I don't know where anything is here. Anything's a help." And with the verbal tag-back in Scourge's favor, the least he could do would be to give Bart the same.
--the young man had a point as well. At any time, something could pop out and--oh, say, eat their faces off.
"--but stepping things up could be good too. How much father is the closet?" As they left the stairs into the a second floor hall, he looked around for anything resembling a closet. Without knowing which door it was, it made things a little difficult.
But as he kept up with the others, his mind was elsewhere, trying to recall what mixed with what the best chemical-wise. While Hart himself wasn't much of a demolition man, he'd spent more than enough time with James and Mick (men who could appreciate a good boom) to pick up a thing or two.
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