Night 56: West Wing, South Hall 1-B

[mustbethesuit]

[From here.]Being down this way certainly did nothing for Peter's nerves. The last time he had come near this part of the hospital was when him and Harry...yeah. Right about there was where the shapeshifters came in

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[fangirlfatale]

[from here]

Two hallways later Morgan was edging along the wall, assessing potential threats by the glow of someone else's flashlight until she realized it was just another boring, empty hallway. Big surprise. At least the rats had been a change of pace.

Maybe they'd get lucky and run into some good action later. As much as she liked doing rather than planning, though, Morgan was willing enough to settle by the entrance to the main hallway and wait for Guybrush. As long as he wasn't stopping to talk to everyone in sight or find out what happened when he put a hairbrush inside a tuba, he usually made pretty good time.

[sheepwood]

[From here.]The way to the female halls was the same as always, though Guybrush himself felt different. It had to be the sense of purpose he had: he'd be getting files for both Elaine and LeChuck, and hopefully, some closure about their disappearances along with them. There was always the chance that Aguilar and Landel were still holding the two of them somewhere, but it was far more likely that Elaine had taken control of her own fate and escaped- or at least that's what the optimistic side of him said (and the logical side, too, since that was what Elaine usually did

[fangirlfatale]

Even in the dark, Morgan would have spotted that sash anywhere. Not to mention all the stuff. Guybrush could seriously stand to learn the art of traveling light, especially since his pants weren't as expansive as usual.

"Yeah. Here, take these first." She forked over the two files for Mr. Mighty Cargo Hold™ to take care of. "The information's useless, but at least you could show the pictures to people. I doubt anyone would forget that stupid beard."

Well, playing messenger had been half the goal for tonight. Might as well get cracking on the other half. Readying her sword, Morgan led the way into the main hall.

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