Night 59: Disciplinary Therapy Corridor

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Instantaneous by name, instantaneous by nature. The floor seemed not to give way under his feet so much as vanish entirely- a pretty strange illusion, given that they were the ones who'd vanished- but the move was so quick that Kibitoshin didn't even see their surroundings blur before they were planted back on the ground again. The

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Heading back downstairs worked for Peter, and if they were lucky they would be able to head out and over the wall and then see where they could go from there. Still, he knew that actually trying to escape wasn't going to happen, at least for him. There was no way that he was going to leave this place without Claire. Her healing had to be back in full force by now, so if she'd left her room she was probably fine, if somewhat traumatized. There wasn't much he could do about that, now.

"All right, works for me. I guess we'll go back down the old-fashioned way. If there are people out there who we can help along the way..." Now, chances were most people were handling themselves just fine. With the way those hallways had been stained with blood (and not human blood, either), that was clear.

They were going to wing it, though. Peter went through a lot his life that way, so it wasn't going to bother him now. Taking a glance back at the doors they'd opened, he realized that this would at least let anyone who followed them know that there was no point in wasting their time here.

Shrugging his shoulders, he led them down the hall and through the door. It felt weird to be walking through it from this side, that was for sure.

[To here.]