Night 58: West Wing, Hall 2-A

[princeofthemoon]

[ from here ]The hallway in front of them did not seem much different from those downstairs, or the one which he had followed last night - there were more doors, in different locations, but the corridor itself had no real identifying characteristics, nothing that marked it as different from any other place in this facility. Sesshoumaru was growing

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[ultimagi]

[and right back from here! way to go, team.]

Now it was the girl leading the way out, sweeping the hall once more with her flashlight. The door had been on her left side when they entered, so she pressed her left hand once more against the wall while her right was occupied with the light. Nothing seemed to have changed, even for the long passage of their absence into the library; there were no other wanderers down this hall. Even with the flashlight it was difficult to see precisely what was ahead; whether there were more doors set into the walls was practically impossible to tell.

Until they hit them, anyway.

[princeofthemoon]

Sesshoumaru's night vision was better than his companion's, and the flashlight was powerful - Terra's was enough for him to see most . Even so, his eyes needed a moment to adjust after he flicked his back off again, hardly able to see anything. It was disconcerting to be so blind, and a sensation he would have preferred to avoid. He blinked, a little impatiently, and followed a few moments after Terra began to move, waiting for his vision to readjust itself again. A little ways into the hallway normalcy had mostly reasserted itself; although his night vision was still comparatively weak, at least he could see"There are two doors," Sesshoumaru said absently when they drew closer. "See if the first is unlocked; if it is, you can examine it for anything of interest." He found himself hoping that it was, if only so that he would not be called upon to break another lock quite so soon. It did not really look like it was, and he could not smell rust, but he was not really focusing on his sense of smell. A slight headache had begun somewhere

[ultimagi]

The girl gave a short nod in response to the direction, turning the handle with her free hand. The door pushed open easily, and within only a moment it slipped closed once more behind her.

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