Nightshift 49: East Wing, Hall A

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The last hall! HK had never been here before, but he'd long ago memorized maps of the area long before the censorship began on the bulletin, and generally ruined his daytime fun. He darted ahead through the darkness, examining the doors as he passed them. Aha! The janitor's closet. "Statement: Here it is." Improvised blunt weaponry awaited!

The door was locked, but the whole assembly looked flimsy. Remembering how Lugnut had broken his foot before, he decided it was better if he managed to get the thing open. A carefully placed kick or two should do it...

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622 turned the last corner, mentally going over his memory of the map of this area. Last door on the right, five down. He kept most of his attention on the surroundings as he walked, counting the doors.

"Here we are, sir." He tested the handle. Locked. Not that it wasn't expected, but the door was just wood and a bit of metal, not a proper door at all. "Just needs a good kick." Which he was sighting for, trying to determine the right place to hit. It might just be wood, but he wasn't wearing proper boots. He didn't want to break a bone in his foot on something like this.

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Lugnut nodded, standing back to let HK-47 work. "It will be good, to have more weapons," he said, to fill the air with words of some kind.

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Mello made the turn that would take them to the closet and the larger room beyond it, unconsciously speeding up. "Apparently both of us have been here before, too." Another glance back, to see how Matt took this. "I don't remember it either. Sounds like that's par for the course, another way this place fucks with people's minds.

"What did happen right before you got here?" Yes, he'd noticed the vagueness of Matt's answer before, and did he really think Mello would've taken him to a hospital? You had to walk past cameras just to get in the damn doors of one.

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"The thing is," Sora added as they rounded the corner and finally got to the hallway that should hold the file room Neku was looking for, "the club has been losing a lot of members recently." Even though he tried not to think too hard about it, Sora had still noticed the way the amount of groups had been getting smaller and smaller as time went by. Either people were disappearing, or they were losing interest, and neither was good.

On the other hand, if things fell apart, Sora would just work something else out with Riku. He wasn't sure if his friend had specific ideas, but the older boy probably needed some more time at the institute before he really got his bearings. It took a while.

"Anyway," he said with a glance around, "how many doors down is the file room?" He had a hunch for which one it was, but it was best to check the map and be sure.

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Sakura flashed her flashlight down the hall and realized that the end of the hall seemed to be approaching. Perhaps that meant that they were almost there? Still clinging to his arm, Sakura looked up at her brother and asked, "Onii-chan, are we almost there?"

Internally, she hoped so. She had a dreadful feeling in the pit of her stomach that something strange was going to happen, yet she had no basis for this assumption other than her instincts.