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Night 51: M-B Block Hallway
[From here.]
Locke made a point to be as careful and quiet as possible, looking past the hallway to make sure no one else was trailing him. Well, anyone with hostile intent, anyway. Once the cost was clear, he stepped quietly into the hallway, prioritizing in the most rational way as possible. He didn't have a weapon to protect himself with, nor much of anything else but a makeshift (and probably terrible) pick, just in case. Along with the other supplies that he had picked up from his room, Locke found that he didn't have much to work with at all.
His first priority was to get out of here; barring that, to find a weapon. Simple enough, right? Seeing a door on one end, and one just across the hallway, Locke took a chance with his luck and pushed the door in front of him open as he checked the room. A... bathroom. Maybe he'd check here more thoroughly at a later point in time, but right now, he was looking for a way out. He wanted to focus on the big picture, and focus on the details later.
"Not creepy at all," he murmured to himself as he let the door shut, and looked towards the other door, just a couple of steps beyond him.
It was the same with the other visible hallways, as well. As he made his way towards the other door, all he saw were rooms, just as identical as the one he came from, but no doors beyond that. At least... there was a path to take, he figured, feigning optimism.
[To here.]
Locke made a point to be as careful and quiet as possible, looking past the hallway to make sure no one else was trailing him. Well, anyone with hostile intent, anyway. Once the cost was clear, he stepped quietly into the hallway, prioritizing in the most rational way as possible. He didn't have a weapon to protect himself with, nor much of anything else but a makeshift (and probably terrible) pick, just in case. Along with the other supplies that he had picked up from his room, Locke found that he didn't have much to work with at all.
His first priority was to get out of here; barring that, to find a weapon. Simple enough, right? Seeing a door on one end, and one just across the hallway, Locke took a chance with his luck and pushed the door in front of him open as he checked the room. A... bathroom. Maybe he'd check here more thoroughly at a later point in time, but right now, he was looking for a way out. He wanted to focus on the big picture, and focus on the details later.
"Not creepy at all," he murmured to himself as he let the door shut, and looked towards the other door, just a couple of steps beyond him.
It was the same with the other visible hallways, as well. As he made his way towards the other door, all he saw were rooms, just as identical as the one he came from, but no doors beyond that. At least... there was a path to take, he figured, feigning optimism.
[To here.]