NIght 50: West Wing, North Hall 1-B

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There was no one here yet. And wasn't that strange? If she remembered correctly, there was a male patient block here. Even if it was away from the others, it should still be fairly well occupied. Were they all just staying in for the night? It was also odd that no one from the female block had come up this way yet either. Either it was just too early, or something had happened in her absence that kept others from coming this way unless they had a larger group with them (or not at all).

Callisto stopped to shine her light down into the adjacent hall, seeing if she could pick out anyone heading out of their room. She thought she heard the sounds of people moving about on the other side of the wall, so it couldn't be completely empty. Was there any point in waiting around? She didn't need someone to accompany her, and it had only slowed her up in the past anyway.

She would wait a bit, perhaps, if only to sate her own curiosity before moving on.

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"So, the doors were transporting people to Doyleton, and you claimed to have arrived elsewhere after that?" This solidified Erika's theories that the quaint town had more to do with the workings of the Institute than the place itself. A dark town with dark secrets... Such a common setting for this kind of inelegant mystery.

The hallway before them stretched on, quiet as ever save for a few people passing here and there. She wondered if there would be anything waiting for them once they reached outside, maybe another fantastic battle? Or a live monster this time? It would be impressive to see one of the creatures in motion.

"Can you tell me more about this city you arrived in?" In the meantime, Erika decided she wanted to know more about what Leela saw. She would have to ask others later about last night, but she had to start somewhere. Perhaps Erika would be able to divine the location of this city, or perhaps it was a dead-end. Still, she was in the mood for a good story.

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Leela had done more than claim, she'd said so. But she guessed it did sound pretty unbelievable. "Where the doors went was totally random, as far as I could tell, but they didn't go to any fun parallel realities, or anything." The mini-wormhole generator explosion, or whatever that had been, had seemed pretty small in scope, with that one exception. The mad scientist she assumed Landel was, or had on staff, must have really boned things up. The Professor had done better, she inwardly scoffed, with company pride, or something. At least his parallel universes had had some funkiness in the mix. "We mostly got teleported around the hospital.

"The funny thing about the town was that it was like we were ghosts. My friend fell right through someone."

Leela hadn't gone this way before, having been shuffled around through the common areas, mostly. She noticed again how young most of the people passing through were. They seemed to be handling it okay, purposeful and all. "There'd been some sort of natural disaster. I know it was on Earth." She was trying to be helpful, and it didn't occur to her that that might have been an unusual clarification. "Japan, actually. It was going to be all right." She didn't want Erika to worry about her home.

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The news of a natural disaster happening in her native Japan didn't seem to bother Erika in the slightest. She only cared for Rokkenjima and she could tell that was not the place Leela had visited. Not that she was expecting such a thing. The little bit about the people being "ghosts" in that city was interesting though. Though they claimed to have observed the city, the city couldn't claim to have observed them. In other words, there was no proof that they visited there and that was enough for Erika.

Now, to tackle the matter of being transported around the hospital. Was it because Leela was still new here, that the hospital might have possessed an unusual layout that confused her? However, Erika could grasp the problem a little: It wasn't as simple as putting a kitchen where one would expect an office. It was probably on the scale of stepping out of a door expecting a hallway and finding yourself in that large chapel on the second floor, or something like that. If only she had been able to experience the event herself...

"Here we are," She stopped before the door to the recreational field, pushing against the door with her palm. "Assuming everything is working properly here, we should be able to go outside through this door."

Well, now she was curious, so Erika decided to test the door out.

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