May 29, 2011 00:53
Night came, and the promised address was nowhere to be found. Whether the General chose silence due to volition or circumstance was up for questioning, but regardless, the patients were on their own for the beginning of tonight's ventures. The locking mechanisms in the doors clicked in unison, opening the unknown wild to the patient body.
For the very observant, for those who could hear their own fluttering heartbeats, they might have caught another click. One of an entirely different nature, accompanied by the barest of feedback from the intercom speakers.
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