Night 57: Medical Wing Hall
[from here]He glanced idly at the doorways as they passed them, and yet still none read infirmary. "It's only a waste of time," he replied. "If you can't find them. Which would be a bit pathetic in a small building like this
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How utterly disappointing. Now he had to walk again. After having his powers back for an evening, it was even more of a pain to walk everywhere. He missed the days when he could just skip from rooftop to rooftop, avoiding the crowds and the unseemly masses of people. Those days were growing further and further away from him, however, and for once, Grell realized just how long a month could be. Was he even at a month? It certainly felt that way.
It just wasn't right to let a lady wilt like this. A rose kept under shaded glass, unseen by any worthy viewers was better off dead. But she? Would not die. She would live until the very end. Grell had to keep living so he could go back to his world, find Sebastian, kill him and make him bleed again. Such a pretty man deserved to be swathed in red, bathed in it, and with Ciel, the demon was simply wasting his endless potential.
Grell sighed and kept moving.
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