night 45: F-A block hallway.

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So far, so good. Once Bella’s hand touched the corner of the wall, she followed it slowly, her feet stumbling over themselves for a few seconds before she finally got her footing. “Stupid ... disorientating darkness,” she muttered to herself, her cheeks flushed from the thought of falling. That certainly wasn’t high up there on her list of things to do tonight.

Oh well.

Pressing forwards, Bella found another door and pushed it open.

Here we go, she thought to herself. And stepped into the empty hallway.

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[madeinthehrl]

There was only so long Maria wanted to tiptoe around the subject, and she didn't want to outright lie to Meche. "Sort of," she said, looking down. "It sounded on the bulletin board as if people have started to remember who they really are." She looked back up then, a touch of determination entering her voice. "But I'm sure she'll feel better tomorrow." Just because Sarah and Senna weren't quite the same people didn't mean the potential for her to start smiling again wasn't there.

Meche, though--it sounded as if this might be a problem. No doubt everyone was treating the doors unlocking as normal because as far as they were concerned, it happened every night, but the more clear-headed people around here had to know it didn't, right? It wasn't actually supposed to happen, and now that it had, someone could get carried away. People could get hurt. Meche didn't seem like the violent type, but the other patients...

"I'm actually going to take a look around," she said, choosing to ignore the comment about meeting someone. Not unless she found someone willing to help. "Are you going to Sa--to Senna's and Falis's room? I might stop by to see how they're doing later."

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"Who they really--" Meche stopped herself, frowning. What did Soma mean by that? Those "real lives" were just stories made up by the staff to confuse them; she had to know that as well as anyone. "Well, I think Senna usually has a pretty good sense of who she is, even if she has a lot to deal with sometimes," she replied, with an equal touch of determination. "I'll be glad when she's back to normal." She felt like it was important to say that somehow, to make sure they were on the same page. They really needed to keep Senna grounded right now.

As for where she was going, at least that had a simpler answer: "Yes, I'm heading straight over." She didn't miss the fact that Soma hadn't mentioned meeting anyone else, and Meche knew from the bulletin board that she didn't have an Arts and Crafts assignment. It didn't look like Soma was carrying a weapon, either. Meche wondered if she shouldn't volunteer to go along, but she only had a flashlight and Soma was a lot faster than she was anyway. She'd just have to trust that the girl would be all right.

"Take care, Soma," she said, offering an encouraging smile. "I'll tell the girls you might drop in later."

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With a last glance back, she hurried on ahead into Senna's hall.

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