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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While Peter had been waiting for the impact of his feet meeting the soggy ground on the other side of the wall, he instead felt a particularly severe bout of that disorientation, and then he was suddenly back inside -- dripping wet, but inside. What had just--?
Even the walls triggered the teleportation, then. Peter shook his head to get the water off of his face and out of his hair (as much as possible, anyway), and then noted that his bag and shovel were down next to his feet. At least those had moved with him. Frowning, he picked them both up and then tried to squint through the darkness and figure out where they'd ended up.
As his dizziness cleared, he realized that he heard shifting, rustling, breathing. He paused, caught his own breath, and then rifled through his soaked pillowcase for his flashlight ( ... )
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-And since when was a wall considered a frigging portal? Never mind that there shouldn't have been any portals existing in the first place, but at least the doors had contained a kind of logic to them. So, what, was the institute simply divided up into borders and zones? Cross one and fall into another area?
Sam let out a breath. Well, at least he knew that your stuff went with you as long as you hopped through the same...entrance. Even if you chucked it through beforehand.
He bent down to pick up his flashlight. His fingers had just grasped the handle when he met a pair of glowing eyes and a snap of teeth.
He started. Holy-From the looks of it, Peter wasn't exactly expecting this sight, either ( ... )
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If there was anywhere Sam had expected to land, it most definitely was not back where they'd come from. Which was already a strange enough thought in and of itself, but that was beside the point.
Honestly. What the hell.
"This can't be right."
He glanced back at the door, then at Peter, then at the door. Okay. This was weird. How did that work? He'd say that each door only led to one specific destination, except they'd gone through the same doors before, and each time, they'd been transported somewhere else altogether.
Dammit, as if the entire situation wasn't already baffling enough. It really didn't help that he could feel the eyes of the things in the cages watching him, quiet snarls coming from some of them. He didn't need to be in this room twice ( ... )
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For a second, he considered just giving up and spending the rest of the night in here, but he didn't think he could handle those eyes on him for so long.
He had to go onto his tip-toes in order to see over Sam's shoulder when the other man opened the door, but he caught a glimpse of the room where he'd found the medical supplies. Including one of the beds. That looked extremely comfy right about now.
"Me neither," he admitted as he pulled back down. "I say we just go through. Maybe we'll get through to that room, and we could at least rest there."
When Sam nodded, Peter opened up the door again, took a deep breath, and stepped through.
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