Night 60: M11-M20 Hallway
Spending the day sleeping wouldn't've been his choice--not that the nurses had woken him up to ask him--but Indy had to admit he'd needed it. When he got up to check the bulletin board, he found he could walk at a normal pace with tolerable pain. His chest was still swathed in bandages about an inch thick (he didn't even want to know what it looked ( Read more... )
As much as he'd hated the military presence for all the unpleasant memories it had dredged up, he had to admit the clothes, at least, were far more practical for night-time excursions than their day wear was. So after a moment of debate, he switched clothes, and then began gathering the items he'd obtained over the course of previous nights, grabbing the shovel in the back of the closet last, before heading out the door.
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