Night 54: Main Hallway, 2-Center
( from here after forever. brb attention span)
There it was. Finally, Bella couldn't help but moan to herself. Getting to her destination was always the worst part. Wasn't that always why a car ride to a destination felt so long? Hopefully returning to Edward's room would feel less ... rushed. At least she could rest for a little bit after getting inside that room. She could wait it out.
Turn off your flashlight, her mind told her, and she had to decide, for a minute, if she should. She could see her destination, she knew she could do it, but ... !
The first night she had been in the institute, she had gone without her flashlight. Moments later she literally crashed into someone - Edward, thankfully - but even that had hurt. What if she walked into a wall or something equally as shitty? Sure, a monster would be much worse than a wall, but still. At least a wall couldn't impale her in the stomach with knives or spikes or whatever it was monsters had these days. She was still used to the kind of things on horror movies, after all. Someone in a hockey mask, maybe.
"Now is not a good time to be discussing horror movies internally," Bella sighed, continuing on.
There it was. Finally, Bella couldn't help but moan to herself. Getting to her destination was always the worst part. Wasn't that always why a car ride to a destination felt so long? Hopefully returning to Edward's room would feel less ... rushed. At least she could rest for a little bit after getting inside that room. She could wait it out.
Turn off your flashlight, her mind told her, and she had to decide, for a minute, if she should. She could see her destination, she knew she could do it, but ... !
The first night she had been in the institute, she had gone without her flashlight. Moments later she literally crashed into someone - Edward, thankfully - but even that had hurt. What if she walked into a wall or something equally as shitty? Sure, a monster would be much worse than a wall, but still. At least a wall couldn't impale her in the stomach with knives or spikes or whatever it was monsters had these days. She was still used to the kind of things on horror movies, after all. Someone in a hockey mask, maybe.
"Now is not a good time to be discussing horror movies internally," Bella sighed, continuing on.