[from here]Mikado kept near to the man, half wondering if, like American fun houses, something would jump out at every turn. Nothing, in the end, and other than the creepy demeanor of the place, Mikado was wondering if there was really anything to be concerned with. It was another aspect that was just... off about this place, but it didn't seem as
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Scott could feel the gas getting weaker the further away he got, but damn if its effects weren't going away anytime soon. He hacked and coughed the whole way, half-convinced he was going to see a lung pop out in front of his watering vision any second now.
Eventually, he made it to the corner of the hall, and propped himself up against the wall. He wasn't sure if Peter had followed or not. All he cared about right now was coughing that stuff out of his system. His eyes scrunched shut tight and covered his mouth, tears flowing from the irritation as he wheezed, body stinging all over.
Maybe the tears weren't just from the gas, either.
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