Room 513 [Monday]
Chuck had found himself back in the middle of the grounds last night, completely disorientated, but otherwise unharmed. The cloying darkness was gone, the auditors were gone, and the time of day was... completely different. He'd managed in some haze to get himself back to the dorms and to bed, but that was about the extent of his mental capacity.
He hadn't slept much, but he'd tried, and he'd at only been awake enough to function when it came to breakfast thanks to large amounts of caffeine and a certain nagging worry that kept twitching his brain back to life. Then he'd found his phone, and suddenly he was feeling much, much better. Everything was back as it should be.
You wouldn't be able to bring him down for anything.
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He hadn't slept much, but he'd tried, and he'd at only been awake enough to function when it came to breakfast thanks to large amounts of caffeine and a certain nagging worry that kept twitching his brain back to life. Then he'd found his phone, and suddenly he was feeling much, much better. Everything was back as it should be.
You wouldn't be able to bring him down for anything.
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