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human_sponge July 17 2011, 17:57:03 UTC
[From here.]

With his one hand having been freed of the burden of that shotgun, Peter fished into his duffel bag and pulled out the flashlight that he'd tucked in there. He flicked it on and nodded to himself. Much better.

A few other patients were disappearing around corners, but the backs of their heads didn't seem familiar to Peter, and so he didn't worry about it. He couldn't get distracted any further, after all.

He walked toward the stairs without hesitation, and yet part of him was worried. What if that thing that had made him and Claire hallucinate so vividly was there again? He wasn't going to let it stop him and at least he'd be prepared for it this time, but it wasn't going to be pleasant either way.

[To here.]

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