Tonight was different than the night before: Giovanni knew what to expect. He knew what he was up against, and he knew that he was injured, and he also knew that Haine was here. That made all the difference. As soon as the doors unlocked, he put on the winter boots, grabbed his flashlight, and headed out into the hallway. This particular hall was quiet, a change from his previous room assignment. He took advantage of the quietness to go over what he had done the previous night, where he had been. The recreational field and the park were both worthless as far as useful items went - but what was upstairs? (And he still needed to find somewhere to get cigarettes for Badou. Why was he doing something nice for such an idiot? He didn't know.)

Instead of venturing into the bathrooms to retrieve a pipe like he had last night, Giovanni headed in the opposite direction, towards the south.

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