Night 52: Main Hallway, 1-East

[itneverwas]

[From here]If there was one piece of vital information that Xemnas had already grasped during his short stay here, it was that the second floor's main corridor was usually one that was guarded. As the Sun room, it was a center area that was often traversed by the various patients confined within these walls, making it rather logical to position

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[bodhiandspirit]

[from here]

Last night, Rita had been stopped on the second floor by a strange metal creature. This time, she wasn't going to let anything get in her way. The first floor hallway appeared to be less guarded, and Rita was able to continue through to the east side with no trouble. Taking an alternate route was a good idea after all.

It looked like there were more patients in the hallways now, but that was fine. More targets to distract the monsters from her, Rita supposed. The mage paused only for a second to check the area for monsters, then made her way over to the nearest stairwell.

[bodhiandspirit]

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[livesbyinstinct]

[From here]Kiba had barely made headway into the next portion of the long corridor when he heard the tell-tale crackle of the intercom, the static giving way to harsh, labored breathing and a voice as familiar as it was obnoxious. Kiba automatically stiffened, face hardening as he slowed to a cautious, though not complete stop. He grit his teeth, ears registering the broadcast, though unsure of what to make of it

[doneinthree]

[from here]

They reached the eastern wing of the Institute without further incident, at least as far as Kirk defined incidents, anyway. No unlikely alien creatures, no portals, no brainwashing. The height of damage from the electric surge was a long fluorescent tube broken with such force that it had fallen from the ceiling and hung suspended from one end. Some other tubes around it appeared intact and functioning, flickering just as he walked around the hanging tube, and casting eerie shadows...

What? Kirk stopped abruptly, gaze fixed on the floor where his own shadow lay. He'd thought he'd seen, out of the corner of his eye... nothing. It was nothing. He was on edge again, imagining shapeless dangers jumping out at them from. Get a grip, Jim.

Mentally shaking himself, he looked back up and shot Uhura a self-mocking smile. "Sorry." He glanced around, catching sight of the narrow hall of doctor's offices just a few feet away. "Have any of the nurses talked to you about getting therapy?"

[xenolingual]

Changed the building. Okay. That wasn't vague at all. It didn't matter though, she wasn't about to doubt that the announcement meant dire news for the residents of the hospital, and she was beginning to wonder why anyone ever left their rooms with things like this happening almost every night. Then again, the thought of sitting in that tiny room all night, knowing the doors were unlocked, wasn't exactly appealing either. More mind games to think about when she got the chance

[doneinthree]

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[oneman_onekill]

[from here]

Walking around was actually getting pretty treacherous: broken glass all over the place, lights flickering on and off...Niikura swiftly concluded that whatever benevolent being that had decided that they deserved boots needed some serious praise. Of course, more than likely it had been the Head Doctor, so that complicated things a little.

Well, at least the man had one good thing going for him.

And he was starting to think that either he'd gone crazy or Grudge Woman was following him again, since now he was definitely sure that his shadow was openly mocking him in some way. Oh, it wouldn't move when he stared at it directly, but when it thought he wasn't looking...

Great. Sentient shadows.

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[oneman_onekill]

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[livesbyinstinct]

[from here]If Kiba had ever stopped to consider about maybe taking the logical approach to things, to take a leaf out of Shikamaru’s book that he would probably never get around to writing, perhaps he would have waited for Niikura take the lead. Maybe hang back a pace or two and watch things unravel from behind

[oneman_onekill]

Weirdos and condescending bastards...unfortunately, Kiba had landed himself a partner who happened to embody a little of both of those. However, Niikura knew the rules: he would test the line, not cross it; he'd play according to the situation. So if Kiba wanted to take the lead despite having never looked at a proper map, that was fine--for now.

"Eh..." Niikura shrugged. "My first night here, I heard one of Jill's broadcasts; she mentioned somethin' useful bein' hidden in a shed out on the field. The guy I was with and I had to fight our way through one of those brainwashed patients to get in there, and in the end we got nothin'. So I don't know. Know she's supposed to be on 'our side', but as far as I'm concerned, she's not always trustworthy.

"Don't know anythin' 'bout the other one," he admitted.

[livesbyinstinct]

"'Our side?’” Kiba snorted, turning his head and spotting the stairwell, making a deliberate beeline for it. Her and what army? Were there actually people outside this freakish institute who actually knew what was going on? How many? Couldn't be much if they hadn't tried to break in the place by now, and preferred more covert methods. Certainly not very good ones, if that Jill woman had been caught trying to do whatever the heck she usually did.

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[livesbyinstinct]

[Actually, we came from here, guys.]