Despite hearing the click of the doors, Dias remained in his room.
He ignored his roommate's searching of the room, and gave him only a cursory glance as he left. He still didn't know enough about this place to venture out, and with no idea of the layout, where would he even go?
After so many minutes had passed in relative silence, anxiety began to gnaw at him. He was never one to sit still and do nothing, but he wasn't one to blindly rush into an unknown situation. Still, he couldn't simply sit in his room like a stubborn child, and after a few moments of weighing his options, Dias stood and paced towards the door.
He looked out and down the hall. Looking at the hallways gave him a slight uneasy feeling. He was nothing more than a rat in a maze, boxed in by the walls and blinded to the locations of traps. Any one room could be a false step, and anything passed might be the clue to getting the information he wanted. Remy had said that nobody here knew anything, but that was a lie. If he'd been around long enough to know what everyone else supposedly knew, then he knew more than he'd shared. What other secrets was he keeping?
Dias turned into the hall, lingering only a moment before following in what he hoped was his roommate's footsteps. He might be too late to keep up, but he knew where to start.
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He ignored his roommate's searching of the room, and gave him only a cursory glance as he left. He still didn't know enough about this place to venture out, and with no idea of the layout, where would he even go?
After so many minutes had passed in relative silence, anxiety began to gnaw at him. He was never one to sit still and do nothing, but he wasn't one to blindly rush into an unknown situation. Still, he couldn't simply sit in his room like a stubborn child, and after a few moments of weighing his options, Dias stood and paced towards the door.
He looked out and down the hall. Looking at the hallways gave him a slight uneasy feeling. He was nothing more than a rat in a maze, boxed in by the walls and blinded to the locations of traps. Any one room could be a false step, and anything passed might be the clue to getting the information he wanted. Remy had said that nobody here knew anything, but that was a lie. If he'd been around long enough to know what everyone else supposedly knew, then he knew more than he'd shared. What other secrets was he keeping?
Dias turned into the hall, lingering only a moment before following in what he hoped was his roommate's footsteps. He might be too late to keep up, but he knew where to start.