Scar didn't immediately venture out into the hallway. His green eyes stared into the darkness, able to make out the silhouettes of the objects standing in the seemingly safe confinement that was his room. He noted with irritation that his vision was worse than it had been before his arrival. He hadn't noticed it in bright daylight, but now that he
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Enough. It didn't matter. What mattered was completing the task at hand.
Noting Scar's discovery, he slipped a hand beneath his own pillow; the reward, a flashlight of his own. He flicked it on once, just to make sure it worked, which it did. Unsettlingly convenient... then again, the doctor had labeled this a game. It wouldn't be any fun for him if his pawns didn't play...
Irrelevant. FocusHe quickly pocketed the journal and pens; one never knew when one might find something of note, after all. He then gave the room a final glance, assuring himself there was no unseen weapon or tool that remained (aside from the radio, which he left in its place); satisfied, he turned to leave ( ... )
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