Nightshift 33: West Wing, North Hall 2-B
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When the tumblers fell, Mello turned the knob and shoved the door open into the next hallway. It wasn't hard to understand how someone could get lost in a place like this, and he was glad he'd seen a map. Each hallway looked the same as the one before it: clinical and clean and creepy as hell.
He crouched by the door to his left and jammed the blade into the knob. Now that he had a feel for picking the institute's locks, he expected this one to open with ease.
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When the tumblers fell, Mello turned the knob and shoved the door open into the next hallway. It wasn't hard to understand how someone could get lost in a place like this, and he was glad he'd seen a map. Each hallway looked the same as the one before it: clinical and clean and creepy as hell.
He crouched by the door to his left and jammed the blade into the knob. Now that he had a feel for picking the institute's locks, he expected this one to open with ease.
[to here]