Nightshift: Hallway between Doctor's Offices / Group Therapy Rooms
((OOC: Coming strangely without incident from here))
"...wow."
Ichigo scarcely managed a hoarse whisper, only to himself, as he passed quietly through the narrow corridor. For once, he had managed to walk straight past the Sun Room without getting attacked, and he even paused to remark about it for a moment. Rather than dwell on his good fortune for too long, though, he kept right on walking, his footsteps softly echoing off the empty walls, then took the first turn he could. It was too dark to recognize, but Ichigo had been down this hallway once before; this was where he had been taken to meet with Dr. Washu earlier, yet in these midnight hours, it was as unfamiliar a place as any. His earlier 'wow' had not been directed to the lack of combat, but instead, just how remarkably creepy Landels remained, no matter how many nights he had spent there.
Marveling at the strange scenery as he continued, Ichigo took everything in as best as he could; his mind was still otherwise occupied by the ever-present threat of being ambushed by some shambling zombie horde, or even worse, one of his fellow patients, so naturally, it was hard to concentrate completely on his surroundings.
"Maybe I should go in one of these doors..." he said aloud, stopping at one of them and scratching thoughtfully at the side of his cheek. Gingerly, he reached for the doornob, outstretching his hand at a very careful pace, as if he expected some trap to be unleashed if he wasn't gentle enough. Just before his fingers wrapped completely around it, though, he stopped and retracted his hand quickly. For a moment, the very edges of his orange hair stood high up on end. "Errr...well, maybe not..."
Whether or not he was simply being foolishly cautious wasn't clear. Something inside, a gripping, frigid instinct, had simply told him to wait, as there was still a portion of the hallway left to follow, and squinting through the shadows, he noticed a door at the end of it as well. Suddenly, it seemed to be a much more viable option, and Ichigo nodded silently as some sort of self-agreement.
Moving on, he had not quite gotten to the end of the hallway before the same disturbingly cold sensation came over him once again, with goosebumps riding up and down the length of his arms. Ichigo's scowl deepened bitterly; he knew he was either about to make a gigantic mistake, or elsewhere, someone else already had.
"...wow."
Ichigo scarcely managed a hoarse whisper, only to himself, as he passed quietly through the narrow corridor. For once, he had managed to walk straight past the Sun Room without getting attacked, and he even paused to remark about it for a moment. Rather than dwell on his good fortune for too long, though, he kept right on walking, his footsteps softly echoing off the empty walls, then took the first turn he could. It was too dark to recognize, but Ichigo had been down this hallway once before; this was where he had been taken to meet with Dr. Washu earlier, yet in these midnight hours, it was as unfamiliar a place as any. His earlier 'wow' had not been directed to the lack of combat, but instead, just how remarkably creepy Landels remained, no matter how many nights he had spent there.
Marveling at the strange scenery as he continued, Ichigo took everything in as best as he could; his mind was still otherwise occupied by the ever-present threat of being ambushed by some shambling zombie horde, or even worse, one of his fellow patients, so naturally, it was hard to concentrate completely on his surroundings.
"Maybe I should go in one of these doors..." he said aloud, stopping at one of them and scratching thoughtfully at the side of his cheek. Gingerly, he reached for the doornob, outstretching his hand at a very careful pace, as if he expected some trap to be unleashed if he wasn't gentle enough. Just before his fingers wrapped completely around it, though, he stopped and retracted his hand quickly. For a moment, the very edges of his orange hair stood high up on end. "Errr...well, maybe not..."
Whether or not he was simply being foolishly cautious wasn't clear. Something inside, a gripping, frigid instinct, had simply told him to wait, as there was still a portion of the hallway left to follow, and squinting through the shadows, he noticed a door at the end of it as well. Suddenly, it seemed to be a much more viable option, and Ichigo nodded silently as some sort of self-agreement.
Moving on, he had not quite gotten to the end of the hallway before the same disturbingly cold sensation came over him once again, with goosebumps riding up and down the length of his arms. Ichigo's scowl deepened bitterly; he knew he was either about to make a gigantic mistake, or elsewhere, someone else already had.