Night 43: M51-M60 Hallway

[faile]

The intercom's words grew more and more telling as the day neared its end. Faize now understood that to those running the institute, he and the other captives were the subjects of some sort of reeducation program, one which was responsible for the brainwashing of patients, visitors, and doctors alike. Next Wave, the announcements mentioned often.

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M57

[deadlynoble]

The door unlocked with a poignant click that reverberated throughout the room, snapping Ciel's attention straight towards it. He was already mentally prepared with his lists of task and would just have to make a beeline straight towards the main hallway to find Sebastian. With any luck, his butler would probably already be waiting for him, considering the notes he'd left him earlier on the bulletin.

He doubted they would have any difficulties as scathing as the ones that they'd dealt with the past two nights. His intentions were set on covering as much ground as possible...and possibly having Sebastian prepare him something decent to eat as he'd barely touched any of the food here for days, finding it far too unpalatable.

Ignoring his roommate for the time being -though thankfully he'd stopped being loud and asking him irritating questions-, Ciel shot up from his bed and headed out to the hallway with only his flash light on his person.

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[whohitreset]

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Doumeki had been far too easy a victim to lead. (Victim. That's what he was, wasn't he?) Matt did his best to check and see if the room was empty without looking like he was. He was too close to his goal now to allow the other boy to get suspicious.

"I think I have something in my drawer that'll help with..." he lifted his 'wounded' arm to finish the statement. "If you could watch the door for me, I'd really appreciate it. I don't trust anywhere in this place to be safe after dark." It wasn't necessary, of course. He'd never heard of monsters coming into the patient rooms. Even if it wasn't his own, it should be safe as long as the door was closed.

[spiritrepellent]

Doumeki paused by the doorway, nodding at Robin as he held up his wounded arm, said there was something inside the room that would help him out. Stepping just inside the door as Robin went into the room, he leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed.

He was getting an increasingly bad feeling, as he glanced out into the hallway and then back to Robin quickly before flicking his gaze back at the hallway. There was something very off about Robin. If Watanuki had been here, he might have been able to see some sort of dark smoke around him, around his injured arm, the sure, visible sign of something off, but for now he was writing off a good portion of the bad feeling as just concern. Or possibly illness on Robin's part.

Either way, he waited, wary in his own way, glancing in at Robin quickly to make sure he found what he was looking for.

[whohitreset]

The other boy was being too cautious. This wasn't good. It was looking as though his original plan of getting Doumeki to turn around before whacking him in the back of the head with his flashlight wasn't going to cut it. Well, it had been a shaky plan at best, anyway. It was difficult to come up with good ideas when half of your mind was screaming at you to dig your teeth into the closest uninfected person.

Matt turned to the drawers, opening one but not actually rifling through it. Reaching inside, he pretended to pull something out, cupping both hands around an item that wasn't there. Then, after a pause, he turned his head slightly to look back.

"Hey... Do you think you can help me with this? Go ahead and close the door."