Night 58: M41-M50 Hallway

[corvus_veritas]

[M41]

For the first time that Byrne could remember in the four or five days he'd been here, the night began without any sort of dramatic fanfare. No mysterious intercom broadcast, no creepy static, no doctors coming in to drag him away again, no nothing. Just the usual unlocking of the doors and silence.

The staff were trying to find new ways to

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[scarefaux]

The Scarecrow took a step from the bed as Carter pulled him back, his look of utter confusion over Depth Charge becoming one of mild panic as the intercom spoke of something far too close to what had happened to be a coincidence. Somehow, the military knew they'd been given a false name. He wasn't sure how, but that, unfortunately, made the most sense with what the General was saying.

Though from the sound of it, they hadn't been able to figure out on their own who the traitor was, since he was the one the patients were instructed to see about turning the name in. There was relief to be found in that fact, however small. A part of him wanted to race to the Chapel, to tell Major Harrington that Rosemarie might be in danger and that he ought to take whatever steps were necessary to keep something bad from happening to her; however, he reasoned that would only make things worse, possibly even raising suspicion about Harrington's identity. He couldn't let that happen.

That left taking the opposite approach: getting as far from the institute for the night as possible. He didn't know what consequences the patients would be facing for his and Depth Charge's refusal- to be honest, he didn't want to know. The thought was too horrible to think of.

He put on a smile, though even he could feel it was transparent. "Y- you're right. I'm sure no one would do that, especially if the person is trying to help us." He grabbed his flashlight from the drawer and his coat from the closet, then headed for the box on his bed and grabbed the watch. He turned the knob on the side a few times, the ticking sound a familiarity for which he was grateful.

He then returned to Carter's side. "I'm ready anytime you are."

[stlg13bomber]

"Right!"

Carter made sure he had his notebook and his radio on him before taking Frank's hand. He braced himself, then punched the wall with his ring hand.

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