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The darkness was almost tangible, which was entirely likely considering the numerous laws of physics and general order that the Institute broke. There was hardly time to consider the idea. There wasn't even time to watch where she was going. No, there was only time to close her eyes and let her feet guide her down the path she would always remember. Nightmares and dreams were never so different, after all. And River Tam could never forget.
The hallway was long but not discouragingly so. A means to an end, a means to something tangible and bleak. It was coming.