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Night 45: M-A Block Hallway

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Junpei found himself a spot not too far from the door leading out to the hallway. Seriously, if Yukari waned the damn Evoker, she needed to run her mini-skirted ass down here to get it since he wasn't going much farther. It was only fair since he'd trucked down to her block last night.

Setting the bag of stuff on the floor, he leaned against the wall after adjusting the Evoker in the waistband of his jeans. He was not happy with having lost the t-shirt he'd had last night, forced to wear the smiley one again, even if it was turned inside out. He sighed and looked down at the square bandage on his arm. Vampire. He'd been bitten by a vampire.

Just to make sure, the junior checked his teeth. No fangs. Good. He probably would have freaked out if he'd found any. Still... curiosity got the better of him and he peeled half the bandage off to look at the bite. Twin puncture wounds with some redness about them. He poked it.

"Ow." Poking it was not a good idea.

[Hey, Yuka-tan... got any garlic?]

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Allen almost got turned the wrong direction in the hallway, but luckily, it wasn't too hard to figure out. He wondered if there was a map that he could get somewhere...

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/756668.html)]

[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/755104.html?thread=62010016#t62010016).]

Addison walked out into the next hallway, shivering in the cool air. Or maybe it was just his nerves. He couldn't relax. Every movement was stiff and forced. He blamed his mind for it, which was assessing every detail, searching for something that disproved what he was seeing. He obsessed over the realism, and his lack of knowledge. He didn't even know where to begin looking for Sean. He had never listened to anyone's advice. He had never stopped to look at a map.

He found a wall to lean against while he tried to compose his thoughts. Taking deep breaths, he stared blankly at the floor. He was vulnerable like this. Something could attack him (no, there was nothing out there), and he imagined the monster as a bleeding, pale giant. Its long, pudgy arms reaching for him, and dragging behind it hundreds of poorly formed legs. It lurched and swayed as it moved towards him, but it didn't want to kill him. But of course, the hallway was empty of any such thing.

Addison pressed a hand over his mouth, but still made no expression.

Edited 2009-11-22 00:44 (UTC)

_{[From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/756826.html?thread=62012250#t62012250)]}

Shinji stepped out into the main corridor of his block, slippered feet padding softly over tile. He still couldn't seem to find any of the now-familiar nurses anywhere in the corridor. He sighed softly, glancing around. This place was just weird. It seemed so different from the day. Dark, enclosed. Almost claustrophobic at times. Not at all like the bright, clean corridors he'd been ushered through during the day. He shuddered, wrapping his arms around himself. He didn't like it here and he began contemplating returning to his room. At least there he could wrap the blankets over his head and try to sit until morning. Out here he felt vulnerable. Exposed. He swallowed nervously and glanced up and down. There were the other blocks of rooms and then the door out into the rest of the hospital.

Something was different here. It wasn't like other hospitals. Was this what that note on the bulletin board had meant? That things got scary at night? He tried to shrug it off, but his mouth felt dry and the urge to bolt built.

I mustn't run away... I mustn't run away...

That familiar refrain offered a degree of solace and he managed to calm himself down slightly. This place still gave him the creeps, though.

Addison's eyes caught a familiar silhouette moving towards the right, stepping out from behind the corner. He was almost too scared to think the name, but it had to be Sean. When he pushed away from the wall, he left behind all of those half-realized nightmares. Sean wasn't looking behind him where Addison stood, he was just taking soft, careful steps out of the other hallway. It had to be him. He couldn't see many details, but what he could make out was perfect.

Addison closed the distance between them quickly, but quietly. There was a threatening aura to this place, and he felt the need to stay hidden. So he skirted the wall, and planned to pull Sean back in close to the safety it provided. It wasn't until he was near enough to reach out and touch Sean's shoulder that he spoke.

"Sean!" he announced, feeling relieved and happy, despite the fear that the boy might turn around and reveal himself to be someone else.

Shinji had been lost in thought when he felt a touch on his shoulder. He jumped with a sharp yell of alarm and surprise and whirled around, shining his flashlight into the darkness, "Agggghhh!"

Addison almost matched Sean's own yelp when his eyes were suddenly assaulted by a bright white beam pointing directly into them. For a moment he couldn't see, and his body independently pulled away with his arms flying up to protect his eyes. His vision was filled up with swirling white and red dots. His pupils were shot wide open, he was sure, and the darkness was worse than ever. At least, what he could see of it between the swimming flashes of light.

He wordlessly waved a hand in surrender, before managing to get out "It's only me!" His other hand rubbed at his eyes in a vain attempt to get out the sun spots. It obscured what remained of his sight, so he wasn't sure if Sean was still pointing his flashlight at him or not.

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/755104.html?thread=62020768#t62020768)]

In retrospect, whispered numbers while the 'patients' were all pushed around by nurses were not a great help in direction, considering the pretty much identical hallways around here. Pausing for a moment, and resisting the urge to reach into the coat pocket and play with the rubber band, Usopp thought it out. He'd seen the numbers were getting larger as he went down the hallway, so that meant the rooms at the end were the highest. Then it was only a glance with the light at the first room number on the edge of another hall off of this to see, if there was in fact an M60, it shouldn't be off of this hall.

Unless Simon really was crazy and had made the number up. Or Usopp was crazy for trusting the room numbering systems of someone he'd already decided was nuts. Then again, standing around in the hallway wasn't getting him anywhere either.

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/756289.html?thread=62024001#t62024001)]

For a split moment, Shinji felt heart-rending terror. Then he realized it was Kaworu and he hastily pointed the light away, stepping forward and reaching a hand out in apology, "K-Kaworu! I'm... I'm sorry! I didn't know- I... I'm sorry!"

He flinched, drawing his hand back again with another muttered, "Sorry."

[From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/756826.html)]

Abe held out a lingering hope that he'd meet Mr. Smith along the way. The man had at least some sense. Or Demyx, or perhaps that nice golem man. Someone. He always thought he'd be fine by himself until night actually fell and something dark crept under his skin. It made his soul feel cold, for lack of a better term.

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[From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/755104.html?thread=62009248#t62009248).]

The next hallway was slightly larger and connected to more rows of room halls. No sign of guards yet. There were more regular humans, all of them seemed to be teenagers. He didn't bother wondering why, there was only one door that led out and he motioned at it to Morgan.

Mello switched on the flashlight and found the door with the beam, then nodded to Emmett and made for it. The less they talked, the better, he figured. He could hear other people moving around. If there was anything to the vague warning he'd heard, better those people call attention to themselves than them.

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/756289.html?thread=62047041#t62047041)]

Edited 2009-11-22 05:23 (UTC)

"No, I'm alright." Addison shook his head, and reached out to almost take the hand that Sean had extended. When it was withdrawn, he too abandoned the gesture. He laughed quietly in the wake of all the mistakes and misses, and looked up at what he could see of Sean. Wherever his eyes landed, there was a bright white blank. It fell directly over Sean's face, but it was shrinking with every passing second, revealing more of those familiar features.

"I have scared you," he stated, amused despite himself. The moment had actually made him feel better. The nervous release alleviated his anxieties, except for the ones regarding whether or not this was only a dream or hallucination. Sean likely would not have blinded him with a flashlight in his dreams. At least, he didn't believe so. Dreams could be strange. Addison rarely remembered his own.

[From here]

It was when Rick got to the end of the hall, duffel bag slung over his shoulder and debating if he should stop and talk to the other patients that he paused. Did he even know where Matt's room was? He thought he remembered going there to salt it, like he was rigging up security or something, but it was hard to tell what was true and what he'd made up. In this case, he just hoped that at least some of it was right and M24 was the right room. If not, Rick guessed he could always ask around, but the least he could do was check it out first.

[Heading over to here]

Edited 2009-11-23 03:11 (UTC)

"A-are you sure?" Shinji hovered for a moment, a concerned look on his face. He knew it was just light and that Kaworu was probably fine. That didn't stop him from worrying about anger or rejection or pain. He rubbed his arm awkwardly, glancing around at the dim corridor. He still felt like he was being watched, like he wasn't safe, but Kaworu's arrival stilled the panic, brought him some piece of mind. They'd be safe enough. Right?

"I... well. It's OK. I'm fine."

He shrugged again with a sigh, clicking his flashlight off, "...s-sorry about that."

Despite his chosen moniker, Dist had never been one to stop and smell the flowers. There was nothing he wanted to see in this hallway, so he continued on his way.

Edited 2009-11-22 22:58 (UTC)

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/754018.html?thread=62103650#t62103650)]

Kvothe checked down the hallway with his flashlight before turning the corner and hurrying down the hall. He didn't want to keep Demyx waiting.

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/754018.html?thread=62108258#t62108258)]

Naruto walked quickly, not wanting to linger in case Sasuke would be gone by the time he reached his room. He had to hurry.

Addison shook his head a second time. He could tell that Sean was not entirely comforted by his words, and he tried to think of something else that would work. It was a bad habit to look at Sean's reactions like a puzzle, but it was thrilling when he chose the right words and earned a genuine smile. It didn't mean as much when you smiled all the time, like Addison knew he himself did. "I'm not hurt, only surprised."

Addison slid one hand back into his pocket, while the other held the flashlight that lit their immediate area. "I'm glad that I have found you," he murmured, looking at Sean's neck instead of his face. "However, I think that I am imagining all of this. I have had this same dream every night since I arrived here, but have never questioned the reality of it in the past. It is strange; these dreams, they are all similar, but infinitely unique. Almost real. Now you are here, and I..." He squinted out into the darkness, which was more oppressive as well as evasive now as his eyes struggled to readjust.

"I am not sure what's happening to me, Sean. I don't know what is real."

[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/756289.html?thread=62108993#t62108993)]

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Shinji glanced around again, shrinking a bit closer to Kaworu. He still didn't like this place and the urge to head back to his room was returning. She shrugged, shoulders hunched as he tried to hink of the right words. And then Kaworu went a bit philosophical; something familiar. Not like Addison. More like the Kaworu Shinji remembered from his supposedly insane delusions.

He blinked and glanced over, fear gone for a moment as he tried to understand the puzzle this place had woven around him. Tried to understand what was happening here. For once, Kaworu seemed the confused one and moment of confusion frightened Shinji. Hesitantly, he reached out a hand for a moment, before snatching back, as if afraid he would be burned.

"I... I'm real Kaworu. I don't think this is a dream. Unless I'm dreaming it too."

"I believe in you," Addison breathed. He looked back into Sean's face, and found something there to hold onto. Reoriented by Sean's presence, his existence, Addison spoke with more confidence. His fears were not entirely assuaged, but they did not help him. "I should not question what is truth and what isn't. I know what it is that lies before me. I know you. Whether or not this is a dream, these facts remain. If I wake up, that is beyond my control."

He exhaled deeply, and willed himself to relax. If it was a dream, nothing mattered. If it was reality, everything he thought he knew would fall apart. But either way, Sean (or Shinji) was there.

"I don't think you'll wake up... you're... already awake," Shinji replied. And for just a moment, he offered Kaworu a genuine smile. He didn't like to see his friends distressed or worried or confused. Knowing that Kaworu found his presence helpful, just knowing that Kaworu felt better because of him made Shinji feel better. The smile dropped a moment later as he glanced back into the darkness.

"...what are we going to do out here? Why is everyone wandering around?"

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