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Peter left the room thinking very deep thoughts. Most of which entailed speculation on the origins of the pink glow he had just been assaulted by. As much as he hated himself for it, he couldn't help but keep coming back to the Matrix. Maybe they just changed something. Turned the halls into mazes.
Buzz.
MREOWWWWWW!"JESUS
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Byrne moved through the hallway at a brisk walking pace, gripping the gun firmly in his hand. Whatever that message had meant, whatever those alarms had meant, whatever 'Aguilar's project of great importance' meant, it didn't matter to him right now. He just needed to get to Badd before anything else happened and--
--oh sweet mother of GOD was that a cat splattered on the wall over there?!
Byrne was so very tempted to stop and stare at the gruesome sight of cat bones and entrails making a fine piece of bloody artwork on the hallway wall. But not tonight. In fact, seeing that as he passed by was only making him want to go faster. He picked up his pace instantly and reached the next hallway going at a speed between a jog and an all-out run.
Once again. What the hell was going on!?
[To here.]
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