Nightshift 27: Hallway Between Doctor's Offices and Group Therapy Rooms
[ Dragging himself in from here ]
With strained breath, Malik staggered in to the next hall, keeping his hand to the wall for support while wiping the blood from his lip with his other hand.
That goddamn bastard.
Retreating might not be the mostly manly thing to do, but he did what he had to. Malik was not much of a fighter, having spent most of his life training for other things. And for the time spent on the outside, he had always had his Item to protect him. Or to use to delegate tasks to others. Rarely had he engaged in any combat himself. Perhaps it was time to learn a thing or two about it.. certainly if he wanted to get the hell out of here, it would be necessary.
He spotted his flashlight that had slid across the floor into this corridor, and stumbled toward it. He picked it up and turned it off, plunging himself in darkness while he leaned heavily against the wall for a moment to rest.
Only his raspy breath and the mind numbing pain to keep him company.
With strained breath, Malik staggered in to the next hall, keeping his hand to the wall for support while wiping the blood from his lip with his other hand.
That goddamn bastard.
Retreating might not be the mostly manly thing to do, but he did what he had to. Malik was not much of a fighter, having spent most of his life training for other things. And for the time spent on the outside, he had always had his Item to protect him. Or to use to delegate tasks to others. Rarely had he engaged in any combat himself. Perhaps it was time to learn a thing or two about it.. certainly if he wanted to get the hell out of here, it would be necessary.
He spotted his flashlight that had slid across the floor into this corridor, and stumbled toward it. He picked it up and turned it off, plunging himself in darkness while he leaned heavily against the wall for a moment to rest.
Only his raspy breath and the mind numbing pain to keep him company.