Night 45: Stairwell by Waiting Room/Lobby 1
[ From here.]
Joshua looked over his shoulder to make sure Willy was keeping up and hadn't fallen down the stairs like...like that Ryuk who might or might not have done a few nights ago who he'd never seen again. He was used to having gaps in his memory from drinking or worse, but he wasn't used to having to pick through his past and figure out which parts were real and which parts were crazed fantasy. Walking around in the dark at night was real and going to the kitchen to bake things with Willy was real. Zombies weren't real, but had they really spent the night in Doyleton? He remembered going out at night, he couldn't remember ever coming back.
"So are you out here every night?" he asked. "It doesn't seem like a great place for taking a walk."
Joshua looked over his shoulder to make sure Willy was keeping up and hadn't fallen down the stairs like...like that Ryuk who might or might not have done a few nights ago who he'd never seen again. He was used to having gaps in his memory from drinking or worse, but he wasn't used to having to pick through his past and figure out which parts were real and which parts were crazed fantasy. Walking around in the dark at night was real and going to the kitchen to bake things with Willy was real. Zombies weren't real, but had they really spent the night in Doyleton? He remembered going out at night, he couldn't remember ever coming back.
"So are you out here every night?" he asked. "It doesn't seem like a great place for taking a walk."