Night 52: Main Hallway, 2-East

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Having reached the second floor without difficulties, it wasn't before long Xemnas emerged from the stairwell. He paused for the briefest of moments, seeking any disturbances of the silence and the unmoving darkness alike. Nothing leaped from the shadows, and even if others had, too, already made it to the second floor corridors, there were no sounds of battle drifting from other parts that would alert them of their existence.

Still tracing familiar steps, the Nobody moved into the direction of the connecting hallway that would lead him to his destination.

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Gren cringed a little at Shizuo's outburst--not just because he looked like he was hurting himself, but because it was loud and might attract attention. The last thing they needed right now was to get into another fight. He honestly wasn't sure the blond would survive another fight, given the state he was in right now.

"Yeah, I know. Didn't claim it would be easy." Gren was acting calmer about the whole thing that he really was... it was only the fact that Shizuo could see what was going on too that was letting him stay a little detached from the situation. It wasn't just him. He wasn't losing his mind. He just had to do his best to pretend it wasn't happening and keep on going. If he did that, it would be fine. Like hell was he going to let this place mess with his head.

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No way any of it would be easy: one of the few concrete conclusions Shizuo had drawn about this place. He hadn't thought Gren had implied it would be, but saying all that, to clarify, seemed like wasted words. Redundant and repeated in some form regardless. Instead, he focused on the remaining hall. Not on their convulsing shadows.

Two doors that lead to stairs. At this point, going back wasn't an option, whether turning around in the hallway or returning to the first floor. Leaving the hall that opened to the left. Shizuo, leaning by necessity against the right wall, looked across. No, this wouldn't be easy, either. His mouth split in a brief grin at that thought, staying parted as his teeth grit and he pushed off the wall.

Shizuo lurched toward the corridor, managing to neither shout nor even grimace as he put weight on his twice shot right leg, mostly dragging it.

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