Night 47: M71-M80 Hallway
As the static faded out, Carter was left staring up at the ceiling in confusion. Dr. Landel had seemed like such a nice guy a minute ago and now it seemed he'd gone off the crazy cliff in a tank made of whiskey-laced coffee. The institute had found many ways to amaze him but this was the first thing that had actually come close to scaring him.
Still, he had a Mr. SWM 29 (people had such weird names in the future) to go see about things that exploded. Kommandant Landel wasn't paying him any mind and therefore it wasn't really Carter's problem. The young sergeant gathered up a flashlight someone had left in his room and struck out eagerly for M30.
Maybe he'd run into one of those monsters people kept talking about. Wouldn't that be neat?
[ To here.]
Still, he had a Mr. SWM 29 (people had such weird names in the future) to go see about things that exploded. Kommandant Landel wasn't paying him any mind and therefore it wasn't really Carter's problem. The young sergeant gathered up a flashlight someone had left in his room and struck out eagerly for M30.
Maybe he'd run into one of those monsters people kept talking about. Wouldn't that be neat?
[ To here.]