Night 44: M41-M50 Hallway

[razmaspaz.livejournal.com]

"Stop calling me Greg, it's weird!" Raz protested, but predictably his words were ignored, and the nurse left with his roommate without a sound. The door closed shut, and he was alone once again.

The events that occurred this dinner shift played through his mind over and over again, though he very much didn't want them to. It was bad enough that he got trapped here in the first place, but couldn't he have at least got a friendlier roommate? Really? Was that so much to ask for?

As he contemplated how to deal with this problem, it seemed that all he did was blink, and then the room was dark. The lock unclicked, and Raz knew what that meant.

"Time to get to work," he said to himself, as he grabbed his flashlight and headed out the door.

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[poolcuemurder.livejournal.com]

That could have gone better, but it was at least not worse than the discussion with Takasugi. As much as he disliked the man, he felt... guilty that he was gone now. As though his dislike toward him was strong enough to cause him to vanish. For all he had known, the man deserved his fate, but...

This was ridiculous. He shouldn't be feeling any sympathy towards a stranger, specifically one who had shown such blatant disrespect towards others. It was wasting his time, time that could be spent on destroying this institute and returning to the Guild. Takasugi Shinsuke was just a footnote in this story now and whatever reason they had to discharge him from this world, Venom didn't care about it.

Him and his voice weren't worth remembering.

The assassin entered out into the hallway, determined to find answers to this aggravating puzzle with wooden bar and knife in hand. He wasn't planning on using the knife against anyone (that was what the bar was for), but it wouldn't hurt to keep it in case it was needed. All right, then. Time to set out.

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