Night 56: Main Hallway, 1-West

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[From here.]He had reached the meeting point in less than a few minutes and there was still not another patient to be seen. Castiel paused, standing near the wall as he moved his flashlight up and down the corridor. There was nothing, not the sound of a shadow slipping through the dark; not the whisper of something less than human

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... wow, guys, sorry for my fail ;_;

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Faye might not have been in this for too long, but she had the general idea just from the atmosphere. It wouldn't be safe if they stood here for too long, from whatever was hiding around here, and she knew it. Moving on was the only option.

She had about a million questions, and that list was expanding exponentially by the second. What was this place? Why were they really here? What were they planning to do? How was Gren still alive? But those questions would have to wait.

"Fine," she said finally with a quiet sigh, conceding just that one little bit. If she couldn't leave just yet, finding out more about the place in which she was stuck wouldn't hurt. And maybe it would be all right, at least this once, to team up with someone she already knew. He had an advantage over her in that he knew the lay of the land.

As much as she was reluctant, as much as she wanted to prove that she was right all along, that she didn't need comrades and was perfectly capable of operating alone, maybe he was the one who was right, at least on some level. Maybe she needed a comrade. ... Just this once.

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"My friend said the file room's up on the same hall where they keep our stuff that isn't really our stuff." This didn't make as much sense as Leela was accustomed to making, but in the overall nonsense of Landel's, struck her as actually quite sane, so she let it stand without elaborating, and just smiled back at Gren.

Faye was definitely coming across as the strong, silent type, which Leela could appreciate. She herself was the closest the Planet Express crew had to an example of that type. She headed for the stairs to the second floor.

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