NIGHTSHIFT 29: DISCIPLINARY THERAPY CORRIDOR
[ From here.]
"O-oi!" Sousuke hissed, following Miku into the darkness. He looked over his shoulder and gesturing to Mousse to follow. Walking blindly into an unlit room when there was 'something' there that Miku was trying to follow was right up there with leaving his apartment without his Glock in his jacket--it just didn't feel right.
"Hinasaki-san," The sergeant caught up to the girl and put a protective hand on the center of her back. "I respect your desire to follow your instincts, but entering a dark room unarmed is reckless! We should leave immediately."
His senses were open all the way, trying to sense anything that would be a threat. Something didn't feel right... his skin was prickling and his throat was suddenly blocked. Something was in here...
"We need to leave. Now."
"O-oi!" Sousuke hissed, following Miku into the darkness. He looked over his shoulder and gesturing to Mousse to follow. Walking blindly into an unlit room when there was 'something' there that Miku was trying to follow was right up there with leaving his apartment without his Glock in his jacket--it just didn't feel right.
"Hinasaki-san," The sergeant caught up to the girl and put a protective hand on the center of her back. "I respect your desire to follow your instincts, but entering a dark room unarmed is reckless! We should leave immediately."
His senses were open all the way, trying to sense anything that would be a threat. Something didn't feel right... his skin was prickling and his throat was suddenly blocked. Something was in here...
"We need to leave. Now."