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Night 47: West Wing, South Hall 1-B
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So far, so good. Kairi tried to move as quietly as she could, not wanting to attract any kind of baddies that could be lurking in the shadows. ... And lest she forget actually crazy patients. Then again, she doubted she'd ever forget that incident.
Oh well, she was almost there. No time to think about past injuries.
( to here. )
So far, so good. Kairi tried to move as quietly as she could, not wanting to attract any kind of baddies that could be lurking in the shadows. ... And lest she forget actually crazy patients. Then again, she doubted she'd ever forget that incident.
Oh well, she was almost there. No time to think about past injuries.
( to here. )
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The larger hall was crowded already. Was she running late? Taura looked back over her shoulder as she picked up her pace. How could she be running late -- she'd left her room as soon as the doors had opened, and come straight here.
The disorientation was entirely psychological; not at all like the lurch of a wormhole jump, but her reaction was the same. She shook her head and focused her eyes on what was in front of her, ignoring whether or not her stomach had had a chance to catch up.
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