Night 46: M21-30 Hallway

[sdatislife]

Shinji hesitated at the threshold and after a moment of horrific indecision and fear he forced himself to take the step out of his room and into dim and darkened hallway. It was all strange again. The people, the appearance of this hallway - so much for hoping that last night might have been a fluke. With a start, he realized he still didn't know

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M30

[toxicspiderman]

Dinner had been uneventful. Except for the part where they'd put S.T. in a totally different section. Complete with new roommate. The new guy was zonked out cold. Made him better dinner conversation than ninety percent of the Institute, but getting a name would have been nice. Or at least a baseline read on whether or not he was a homicidal maniac.

When he was sure the nurse was gone for good, he started yanking open drawers and closets. Everything was in place. They'd reassembled everything like a cop car on the top of a certain other Institute's domed center. He gave a low whistle. What the fuck, man. Even his recycling pile, reeking of yeast byproducts. He screwed the caps on the empties a little tighter and went back to loading up.

Then the intercom unpaused itself and the lights gave out completely.

The Head Bastard sounded like a kid who'd thrown his Superman figure off the roof and now he was bitching because the head snapped off. Maturity level of a prepubescent dork. Might explain the cake obsession, too.

S.T. licked the last smear of frosting off his lips as he headed out the door.

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