Night 57: M-B Block Hallway
[From here.]
Some nights, he really did wish something would happen on his way to the men's room. Something big. Something spectacular. Something like an impromptu jazz band with instruments filched from the music room and patients that could actually play real music. Or perhaps he could find a phoenix down. Maybe someone could graffiti up the ( Read more... )
Some nights, he really did wish something would happen on his way to the men's room. Something big. Something spectacular. Something like an impromptu jazz band with instruments filched from the music room and patients that could actually play real music. Or perhaps he could find a phoenix down. Maybe someone could graffiti up the ( Read more... )
Even though his new room was in a different block than his old one, that hallway and this one looked the same-day or night. The only difference was the people in it.
Firo kept an eye out as he walked, wondering if he'd spot any familiar faces in this new hallway. So far, however, it seemed traffic through the area was light enough that he barely even saw any unfamiliar faces.
He exited the block, turning right to head for the main hall.
[Tiny skip to here]
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