Nightshift 52: Disciplinary Therapy Corridor

[witchdetective]

[ from here ]Naturally, the corridor Erika found herself in was devoid of activity. Tonight wasn't the night for sleep studies, which meant Erika could work undisturbed. Or so she thought. As if forgetting she was in the middle of explaining her theory about this board to Stephen, the detective immediately went to the nearest door and jiggled the

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[ran_on_empty]

"Apparently you just haven't experienced enough," was Sync's response to Erika's words as he watched her throw the door open. He wasn't exactly dismissing anything, but if she was trying to question the existence of 'zombies' then there was still a lot to be learned. However, he wasn't going to say anymore than that, hoping that Landel had something really good in store for them tonight so he could personally watch Erika eat her own words

[witchdetective]

Stephen caught on quickly, voicing out the rest of her theory. So, he wasn't as dull as he seemed. Erika wanted to say that she liked it, but the fun was taken out a little when she couldn't show off that she knew much more than the average idiot who was likely to be found in this place. Well, at least he was still showing some doubt... And she could have dispelled that had she been able to get these stupid doors open!

"< Good! > That's exactly my point: This place is probably government run and government funded. In other words, a research facility. Simply due to the existence of this rebellion, this reasoning is possible for Furudo Erika," She bragged, reveling in her own theory a little. Indeed, if this place really was a one man show, then there would be no need for petty activists to expose the whole thing. In fact

[ran_on_empty]

"I think someone's fond of conspiracy theories," he began. "So what you're trying to prove is that these 'fancy tricks' are just a cover up of whatever experimentation they're actually conducting? And that they're mixing the two together so we can't tell the difference between what's a diversion and what's the real deal?" Sync wasn't sure if he should be impressed or amused; because, while Erika's assumptions sounded plausible in theory, its scope didn't cover everything he'd seen happen during his stay

[witchdetective]

"... Basically," Erika looked to be quite in a good mood up until Stephen spoke. It was pretty clear that he didn't believe her entirely, and while she logically didn't present enough evidence to make this theory solid... well, she couldn't say she liked that. On the contrary, it looked like her mood had darkened entirely, a sour look crossing her features as she looked balefully at the locked doors. If only she could get those open... She had an idea of what would be within and it would definitely add enough credibility to her theory. Since she more or less blatantly called testimony worthless, she had to rely on hard evidence to get her point across, and that meant opening the damn door

[ran_on_empty]

"So you've heard of them." Not that it was much of a surprise considering how quickly word seemed to spread in this place. However, the response itself was somewhat ambiguous, coupled with the fact that they were still lingering in the darkness, and so he wasn't able to catch the latter's body language accompanying her response. However, considering she complied regardless and gripped (rather roughly, though he was far too used to rough treatment) his arm, satisfied him.

Because, no, he didn't feel like venturing to uncharted territory alone; not while he was handicapped like this. If something was going to happen to him then he was going to make sure that he dragged someone down as well. Call it a hard habit to break.

He waited for a moment to see if Erika planned to grip him any tighter before delivering a quick blow to the nearby wall, the jewel easily shattering beneath the force. Almost instantly he felt the rush of vertigo he'd once experienced those nights ago, before everything was engulfed in darkness.

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