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From here.Sean rounded the corner, Chris in tow, and skidded to a stop (fortunately not wearing shoes had helped him run faster, though his feet felt uncharacteristically dirty--the floors were clean, weren't they?). He looked around frantically in the dark for at least one glimpse of a member of the night staff. Nothing. He and Chris were on
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Sean raced through the door, hatchet in hand, skidding to a stop a few feet in. "Come on!" he called, gesturing Chris through the door. How Chris was able to carry Schuldig, he wasn't sure, but it was working well enough.
Once Chris was through with Schuldig, he pushed the door shut.
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"He's slipping," he shouted, then gasped as he stumbled once against just before he managed to cross the threshold.
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Sean took three quick steps away from the door and turned, seeing the floor below him light up.
"CHRIS LOOK OUT!"
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For a brief moment, he lost time and his sense of self, but soon the pain of burns and aching as muscles twitched on their own brought him back.
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He dragged Schuldig further away from the snapping teeth, looked to his right, and decided this room was better than nothing. Reaching out a hand, he prayed the door wasn't locked.
The handle gave way when he turned it. Thank God.
"This way!" he called, seeing Chris start to move after being thrown.
( Running to here!)
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