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damned_institute2010-01-03 11:14 pm
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Nightshift 46: Disciplinary Therapy Corridor
[from here]
The door opened easily enough, but the problem of darkness remained. Kurogane growled, but had no way of remedying it. He hadn’t started in his room, so he couldn’t linger over how he didn’t have the light or his clothes. He’d just have to go with it, which he did. Stepping out, he went right trailing his casted hand on the wall as his guide. There had to be a way out somewhere, so eventually he’d hit a door or else fall through one.
He came to a door sooner than he thought, but on trying the door found it was locked tight. Moving on, the next door proved to be the same. After a few more doors, Kurogane began getting frustrated. With so many doors in a row, he'd thought he was somehow in the patient hallway anyway, but with the doors all locked, that couldn't be right. The patient rooms opened at night. These didn't. Remembering the map he'd been given, he could only guess that he was on the second floor somewhere. Many of the doors had been noted as not opening, but that left more of a problem. Which part of the second floor was he on? He needed more of a bearing.
Close to ten doors later the ninja finally hit a wall. Better than a shut door, he supposed, and turned the corner to trail along the next corridor, hallway, or whatever else it might have been. Another door proved to be just as locked along the way, and Kurogane could only picture how thing would get if he was dead locked in this place for the entire night. Soon enough though he, hit another wall and another door, only this door was larger, and the handle didn't remain in place when he pulled at it either. If it was locked, it wasn’t very solid, and just as there were doors that wouldn't open, there were ones that had to be forced open too. That still didn't give Kurogane more of an idea of where he was, but he definitely knew he was on the second floor now. So he'd have to deal with stairs in this darkness later. Wonderful.
For now the door. Kurogane felt it out first, then carefully stepped back and threw his weight towards it with his left shoulder. It gave, but not enough to break through. The ninja grunted, felt again, and repeated the action, once more to no avail. One more try and he'd look for another way out. Thankfully the third ramming caused the lock to break and the door flew open, far faster than Kurogane had expected.
[falling to here]
The door opened easily enough, but the problem of darkness remained. Kurogane growled, but had no way of remedying it. He hadn’t started in his room, so he couldn’t linger over how he didn’t have the light or his clothes. He’d just have to go with it, which he did. Stepping out, he went right trailing his casted hand on the wall as his guide. There had to be a way out somewhere, so eventually he’d hit a door or else fall through one.
He came to a door sooner than he thought, but on trying the door found it was locked tight. Moving on, the next door proved to be the same. After a few more doors, Kurogane began getting frustrated. With so many doors in a row, he'd thought he was somehow in the patient hallway anyway, but with the doors all locked, that couldn't be right. The patient rooms opened at night. These didn't. Remembering the map he'd been given, he could only guess that he was on the second floor somewhere. Many of the doors had been noted as not opening, but that left more of a problem. Which part of the second floor was he on? He needed more of a bearing.
Close to ten doors later the ninja finally hit a wall. Better than a shut door, he supposed, and turned the corner to trail along the next corridor, hallway, or whatever else it might have been. Another door proved to be just as locked along the way, and Kurogane could only picture how thing would get if he was dead locked in this place for the entire night. Soon enough though he, hit another wall and another door, only this door was larger, and the handle didn't remain in place when he pulled at it either. If it was locked, it wasn’t very solid, and just as there were doors that wouldn't open, there were ones that had to be forced open too. That still didn't give Kurogane more of an idea of where he was, but he definitely knew he was on the second floor now. So he'd have to deal with stairs in this darkness later. Wonderful.
For now the door. Kurogane felt it out first, then carefully stepped back and threw his weight towards it with his left shoulder. It gave, but not enough to break through. The ninja grunted, felt again, and repeated the action, once more to no avail. One more try and he'd look for another way out. Thankfully the third ramming caused the lock to break and the door flew open, far faster than Kurogane had expected.
[falling to here]
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Dist wasn't sure if the hallway was objectively long or if his [almost uncharacteristic, but it had been a bad night] cautiousness was making it seem longer. He counted one, two, three, four, five doors before coming to a corner, and it wasn't long before he found a larger, open door at the end. Having no particular reason to say where he was, Dist slipped out rather quickly.
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The flashlight beam made a slow, steady sweep, as S.T. pivoted clockwise. Like a hairy, sweaty, lighthouse. With drugs.
There were two doors open at the far end of the hall.
"What the hell are those for?" he said, waving the light at the door on the left. "Come on, we've probably got time to kill. Unless you want to spend the entire time proving that Martin Landel could make a killing in private security."
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"Forget it. I'm not wasting a nanoklik." The door on the left probably didn't have anything to do with the experiments, and if that other door was open that meant that whoever had been inside was long gone. That meant that the Scarecrow was behind any one of the doors on his right.
There was a sudden click that spiked in the Maximal's nerves and he jerked around to stare at the offending door, eyes wide. Right.
He charged towards the door without a second thought. "It's open," he said, only he sounded a lot more uncertain than he thought he would and now he was hesitating with one hand wrapped around the door handle. Move, he ordered himself, and with that the door opened.
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The hallway was clear still- so far as he could see, that was. With one hand indefinitely indisposed behind the Scarecrow's back while he acted as a crutch, he'd taken the executive decision that keeping one hand free for his crowbar was more useful than seeing where he was going. Besides, S.T. had a flashlight too- and anyway, not to knock the guy, but Depth Charge knew he was probably the better suited to taking out monsters out of the two of them.
"I'd say it was pretty quiet out here," he commented huskily, "but I'd be tempting fate. We heading the same way we came up?"
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"Yeah. Shortest way down." It was quiet. Maybe it was still early. Four out of six doors closed made an unscientific clock, but it was the only evidence he had. At least it looked like Cavalry Division Two had shown up. Not Javert -- he didn't recognize these two. The guy looked a little twitchy, but there was one obvious possibility. They'd be O.K.
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He didn't recognize the hall where they were, and getting a better look around was nearly impossible. He'd be sure to never intentionally leave his room without his flashlight, knowing what could be hiding in the darkness. If there was one good thing about having that debilitating sensation running through his brain, it was that he couldn't put any serious thought into what beasts were lurking in the shadows.
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"Hmm..." What appeared like a corridor full of closed doors. "Interesting..."
Was this it? Was this where he'd been taken two nights ago, and was this where Sechs was now? This many rooms must have had some purpose, surely... although why the door here wasn't securely locked was a bit of a mystery. If someone had already been through here...
ZEX went to the first door he saw and tugged on the handle. Locked, not entirely a surprise. He could call out for Sechs, but that could also alert something hostile to their presence...
"Do you think this could be it?" he asked, trying to ignore the invisible things pulling at his hair.
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A quick move of the torchlight proved that there were doors on both sides of the hallway, not just on one. Even better. Wouldn't want things to be easy, right? "Right... here, you check that side and I'll check this side," she said, thumbing over her back, "Unless you're partial to particular sides of the hallway..."
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He tugged at the handle of the door in front of him again, but it didn't seem likely to open any time soon. ZEX frowned in thought. If this was a similar case to the doors out in the main hallway... what if Sechs was behind one of these doors and there was no way to get him out?
ZEX ran his fingers along the cracks of the door, trying to gauge how tight it was when shut, how a human door's lock worked, and eventually leaned closer to it and pressed the side of his face against the metal to see if he could feel or hear any vibrations from the other side. Nothing... either the door was too thick to let sound through easily, or there was nothing to hear. Hmm.
ZEX left that door behind and moved on to the next. "I hope we can find a way through these, should he be behind one..."
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The first door Donna tried was locked, naturally, so she gave the knob a firm rattle and the door a swift kicking before moving on. Good stress relief, this.
"Well, if we can't know for sure that your friend's behind one of these, then it's not a good idea to beat ourselves up trying to get through either," she said, having just contradicted that belief with her abuse of the previous door. She was on the next one now and would likely be giving it just as much hell should it be locked the same.
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When he saw that the source of the noise was just Donna, he breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced down at one arm with his light... it was covered with an eerily symmetrical line of superficial scratches, like hashmarks down his skin. What made marks like that?
ZEX moved on to the next door. No use thinking about it now... there were more important things to deal with. "That is true... there could be nothing behind these doors for all we know." Which would fit with the lack of sound from behind them. Another locked door, and ZEX moved on again. He tried the handle, then looked back over the hallway. He could faintly see what might have been other people, although it was hard to tell in the dark.
"But it looks like someone came through here before us, and left that door open as a result... I wonder who they were, and why they were in here?" A possible escape from the doctor's torture, if this was where it took place? It could be...
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Donna knew she could take out old, wooden doors if she wanted. Things that "didn't do sonic" were her area somehow. Better than having to fiddle with that little pen-thingy that looked nothing at all screwdriverish.
Looking back Zex's way, Donna tried to peer through the darkness herself. "Hey, there are some doors over there, aren't there?" she said, stepping away from the fifth locked door on her side. With the amount of light they had, it had been difficult to see earier, but now that they were down the hallway a bit, the outlines of opened doors were visible. "So they can open!"
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He jumped again at the loud sound of Donna kicking a door, then turned at the mention of open doors. His eyesight was poor in the dark, and poorer still with the loss of one eye, so he couldn't quite make out the open doors that Donna spoke of. Not that that meant he didn't believe her though. He left the door he'd been inspecting behind and moved towards her.
"So they can..." Although he still couldn't quite make them out from here. "If nothing else, at least we can get a look inside what's in these rooms."
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"As long as we're careful," Donna said, although that pretty much went without saying. It was those who weren't careful who ended up looking like bloody zombies once morning rolled around. That was if they made it to morning.
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ZEX guessed at which door he'd heard the noise from, and he tried the handle. Much to his surprise, it moved.
"I think this door just opened," ZEX said, squinting a bit in thought. It was odd that a door would just open like that, suspicious almost. "Hmm..."
Nothing to be gained by waiting. ZEX opened the door as cautiously as possible, trying to ignore his hallucination's increasingly frantic activity around him.
[to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/792191.html?thread=64941439#t64941439)]
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There were two possibilities for the door to the therapy hall to be broken open like it was: someone had gone inside, or… someone had come out. On silent feet, Tsubaki drew up to the door, giving it a once-over. From what she could make out, there was something unusual about the break, and in passing her hand over the lock and the frame around it, she became fairly certain that the door had been broken from the inside.
That was definitely strange. Had someone been brought up here, only to have to force their way out before anyone else arrived? The possibility was disturbing.
With what monsters had attacked her and her companions each time she’d been here, Tsubaki wasn’t sure what to expect; as she stepped inside, she was careful to keep herself in the shadows, focusing her energies on moving as if one and the same with them. Even if there was nothing lying in wait to ambush her, it remained to be seen if her ninja training would be enough in breaking experiment victims out if given the chance. And if there were, indeed, poor people locked inside those rooms. She didn’t dare assume otherwise. Not to mention, there were already some people in the corridor--Tsubaki could hear their voices. In coming up on the corner, she saw two figures standing together in the gloom. Not people leaving the rooms, she didn’t think…
What really got her attention was that two doors appeared to be standing open! Tsubaki had seen that before, and it pretty much confirmed the concern that there were others behind the closed ones, too.