Nightshift 60: West Wing, South Hall 1-B

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Taura pondered the announcement she'd just heard as she jogged down another empty hallway. Who was she? Jill? Who he'd tortured himself, though that could have been an act on her part as well? Whose side had she been on? And what could have happened to her that would be permanent

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[vsyourface]

Scott blinked a few times as his hands slipped away from Ramona's shoulders. Okay, he totally wasn't seeing things this time. ...Probably. Maybe? Aaaagh this glowing head thing was confusing. He was pretty sure there was something lighting up the dim hallway other than their flashlights this time, and that it was coming from Ramona's head. Just like all the other times this had happened, though, Ramona didn't comment on the glow at all. Usually others had the courtesy to at least see the same save points and extra lives and stat-ups that he saw. With the glowing, he just couldn't be sure he wasn't the only one seeing this. Or why he was seeing it, moreover.

So, as with the other times, he let it be without commenting on it. Besides, he had places to be, dooms to get to. He put Ramona's discomforting glow out of sight, out of mind, and with it he also put Ramona's actual discomfort. "Okay, good. Well..." He gave the love of his life an awkward wave and a smile as he started to turn away from her. "...See you 'round, then."

After walking away a few steps, he turned on his heel, catching her gaze just one more time. "So remember!" he called to her, walking backwards as he went on: "Don't fall asleep! Avoid lakes and cabins in the woods! Bats are not your friends! And find silver! For god's sake find silveeeerrrrrr!"

And with that, Scott disappeared down the hall,

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