Nightshift 23: Second floor; east wing, near railed area

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This space. All around him, emptiness. Even his hushed, near-silent footsteps boomed with echo in the emptiness of the corridor; he stopped dead and listened hard.

There was something. Something moving along the corridor, slowly, regular. A scrape, like a wounded man dragging an injured leg. And he could feel something too - feel it, the heat in this cold space...

He gripped his pipe tightly, and ran as quietly as he could towards the nearest wall, bracing his body against it.

Was it coming closer?

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Yohji relaxed slightly when it turned out that none of them were going to rush foolishly into a fight. Getting involved was a good way to get hurt, he knew from experience. And for a cleaning lady, she sure as hell looked like a killer to him. This place just fucked everything up, it seemed.

"Head round the other side of the railings," Yohji said softly. It might take a little longer, but it wouldn't leave them walking into a fight.

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