Nightshift 46: Morgue

[not_rly_fai]

Breath came first. It was a sudden gasp, the air raw in his throat, though he was too numb to notice it at first. His body tried to follow the rush of thoughts that came tumbling through his mind and only managed to make a few jerky motions in response, his head falling back to the metal beneath with a dull thud.

He was sure he'd died. This wasn'

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[not_rly_fai]

He couldn't be sure exactly how much time had passed. It was quiet and dark and there was little to nothing to tell him what was going on around him. It wasn't until something hit the door on the far side of the room that he startled and looked up, trying to find where exactly the sound had come from. He swallowed back his fear and tried to pull himself up on shaky feet. He made it, though he leaned heavily on the metal doors where he'd been kept

[not_rly_fai]

There was a long silence, but after another pause, the sound came again, much softer than the first time. What did it mean? He could hardly move, let alone try to help break down that door. But what if it was one of the others? Sakura or Yue or Touya or... What if they were trapped or hurt too?

He shivered again, still struggling just to control his basic motor functions with any sort of fine tuning. There was only a slight hesitation this time. It was possible that whatever was behind the door was something he didn't want to meet. A monster, a spirit, some kind of demon... but the desire to be near another living being was greater than the desire to be safe, and while he didn't get up, he tapped again, faster this time.

[not_rly_fai]

"Hey! If you can hear me, then bang the door twice and get away from it!"

It wasn't so much the tone or the yelling as it was just how familiar the voice on the other side was. Was that really him? It took conscious thought to decide whether or not to follow the order. It was strange that the same voice could make him want to fling open the door himself, but also made him want to hide in the darkest corner of the room and hope he was never found.

He opened his mouth to call out, but couldn't seem to find his voice. After what felt like a long moment's hesitation, he balled his hand into a fist and hit the door twice before falling back, leaning on the wall, but clear of the path of the door.

[not_rly_fai]

There was a single thud as Aiden hit the door, enough to make it shake on its hinges and Yuuhi put his hands to his ears as if to keep away the sound. He waited for the next impact or for the door to come flying inward, but it didn't come. It was weaker, strangely so, and Yuuhi lowered his hands, swallowing back worry when no more sound followed. He could hear the other man's voice in the hallway, muted somehow, but easily recognizable in the night's silence. Talking to someone else? Just trying to think things through was painful and slow and the pain in his neck and empty eye was enough to make focusing for more than a few moments at a time near impossible. But he was pretty sure he hadn't heard a reply. And it'd been quiet for a while. Who was there