Nightshift 49: Animal Test Subjects Kennel
[warped in from here.]The minute Endrance stepped through the door, he felt the pit of his stomach drop. He recognized this place from one of the first nights he'd been there, and he had hoped never to wind up there again. "This place
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It sucked, it really did. But at some point, they were gonna have to make the choice between protecting these things or making the call that the living patients out there would have to come first. For Dean, it wasn't much of a choice - he'd been taught you didn't get bleeding hearts over the monsters, no matter the sob story. No matter how tempting it might be to actually go "thing's got a point". There had to be a line drawn somewhere. Dean reached out and touched his hand briefly on the Doctor's shoulder.
"C'mon, Doctor," he said, dropping his hand. "We'll find a way to deal with them."
But glancing at the mutated creature in the cage, at the multiple eyes gleaming back at him, blinking in succession, Dean figured there was only one real way to deal with them once and for all. Probably better the Doctor wasn't here for that. There was wanting civilians to man up and then there was this. Wasn't right to make 'em sit and watch. Shooting fish in a barrel like thing wasn't exactly honorable but it was a job - someone had to do it whether or not it was pretty.
Turning, he waited to make sure the Doctor was ready to leave before opening the door.
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"What?"
Along with the dizziness that came with the teleportation was a smell and the sound of snarling that told the Doctor exactly where they had ended up before he'd even had the chance to look around. It had to be the same kennel, with the might-have-been-a-dog and the other poor creatures. He shifted to the side awkwardly, shining his torch to make sure he was right. He was.
The boring room had been better than this. He hadn't expected to end up here again, especially not from a different door than they had the previous time.
He turned towards Dean. Even though they'd ended up here a second time, there was little more they could do than before. "We should go," he said quietly, glancing once more at the cages. "We should just... go."
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