Night 58: Stairwell by Waiting Room/Lobby 1
[from here]The confusion had fizzled out his anger momentarily. But that didn't make him any less determined to press forward. If anything, Snow was treating it like a random lapse of concentration and was plenty ready to forget about it. Which was pretty damn easy once he got himself focused on a particular subject
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Despite all of the confusion that had come up tonight, Guy realized that they were still making good time. That was no surprise, though, since he and Claude had been here long enough that they could generally make it through the building pretty quickly. More than that, he'd had the location of that morgue burned into his mind after waking up there and stumbling out of it while still shaking off the sensation that he'd been dead.
It was going to be hard to face that again, especially if it turned out that this assumption of his was completely wrong. He wasn't going to give up on Okita so easily, though. If he couldn't find him tonight then he'd just keep asking after him on the bulletin until he got a straight answer.
How many days had it been since that night when he'd woken up in that metal drawer? Guy wasn't sure, nor did he really want to think about it too hard. Shoving those thoughts away yet again, he took in a breath and started climbing.
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Regardless of the military's intentions, though, Claude didn't think there was much use in talking about it anymore for the time being. It didn't relate to their search for Okita, and he didn't want to accidentally distract them from their surroundings. He was glad when Guy let the subject drop for now, although he couldn't say whether that was the last of it.
Gazing up the stairway, the swordsman made sure the coast was clear before leading the way to the second floor.
((To here.))
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