Night 58: West Wing, South Hall 2-B

[terriblehaiku]

[From here.]He brushed past people in the hallway and headed forward down the dark corridor. It was silent here, and dark, save for the light from his lantern. He picked up his pace, stalking down the hallway as quickly as he'd allow himself without breaking into an actual run

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[razing_phoenix]

[From here.]

Normally in this hallway Guy would have been trying to get the door to the experiment rooms open, but in this case that was the last thing on his mind. That wasn't going on tonight anyway if he remembered correctly, which meant that he didn't have to feel guilty about passing it by. No, patients were being brainwashed tonight, which was something he had to be aware of. If they got ambushed this close to the morgue

[full_score]

While it was a bummer that they hadn't brought anything in case they found Okita, Claude could understand why it was too impractical to return to the patient blocks. Time could act slippery at night, and there was no guarantee they'd make it there and back at all. They had no choice but to keep going.

As they passed by the experiment rooms, Claude did his best to keep his expression blank. For obvious reasons, the "sleep studies" were a touchy subject for him, and he hated the thought of their captors forcing others to endure the same torture. At least they were focused on "special counseling" tonight, although that was little consolation. Taking away someone's free will for the night was disgusting, and it didn't help that they had to be on guard for other patients because of that horrible procedure