Night 57: Main Hallway 2-Center
[From here.]
Creeping down a hallway with a paper cutter blade for a weapon, no socks, and a hallucinated blood-excreting monstrous sheep as a companion. Fuck his hellish life. The irritation at the madness he was forced to perpetuate upon himself was enough to crowd out his terror at the thought of what might be happening to Byrne.
Not that he hadn't been trying to force it down anyway. Emotion never helped a case. If he let himself go mad (madder) with rage or fear he'd be no help to anyone. There would be time enough for that later, just as there had been when Byrne had died the first time. Right now he needed to clear his mind and focus on functioning...focus on pretending the demonic ram was just a human with breathing problems and the floors were clean.
"We checked the other way last night, it was just office supplies and locked rooms," he said, to try and pretend something was normal. "The maps aren't too clear, but anywhere marked for staff only is probably suspect."
Creeping down a hallway with a paper cutter blade for a weapon, no socks, and a hallucinated blood-excreting monstrous sheep as a companion. Fuck his hellish life. The irritation at the madness he was forced to perpetuate upon himself was enough to crowd out his terror at the thought of what might be happening to Byrne.
Not that he hadn't been trying to force it down anyway. Emotion never helped a case. If he let himself go mad (madder) with rage or fear he'd be no help to anyone. There would be time enough for that later, just as there had been when Byrne had died the first time. Right now he needed to clear his mind and focus on functioning...focus on pretending the demonic ram was just a human with breathing problems and the floors were clean.
"We checked the other way last night, it was just office supplies and locked rooms," he said, to try and pretend something was normal. "The maps aren't too clear, but anywhere marked for staff only is probably suspect."