Nightshift 32: West Wing, South Hall 1-B

[ran_on_empty]

[From here.]For all the hype he heard up on the bulletin, Sync had to say he was somewhat disappointed with how dull these halls have been. Maybe these ‘monsters’ only attacked when there was less traffic around, but his guess was as good as anyone’s

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[dements]

[ from here ]

Finally, she was out of the rooms. Shion grinned to herself and peered around once again, eyes taking in her surroundings as she allowed her ego to inflate.

Okay, time to figure out what to do. Moving slowly, the teenager thought to herself - if she wanted to get out to at least see where she was, the first thing she’d have to do was look for the entrance. An exit would do as well, but at least it appeared as if she were close to the entrance, so that would be the right course of action, most likely.

Sounded like a plan. Shion quickened her steps as she moved down the hallway, looking for any signs of the entrance that she could find.

[dements]

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[yin_yang_fox]

[from here]

Another hallway. More darkness. She flashed the light, down and only for a second to get her bearings. She needed to go to the right, and the open space it seemed to hold. Then she would camp there to wait for Toboe.

She moved quickly.

[yin_yang_fox]

[to here]

[son_ofkrypton]

[ here]

Clark continued on, keeping a firm grip on his flashlight, the other on his batteries. He didn't hear anything coming at him, but that didn't mean he couldn't be sneaked up on. If he remembered correctly, he just had to go a bit further to the hit the main hall, where it'd branch out and become that more wide open.

[son_ofkrypton]

[To here]

[theycutitout]

[from here.]

It was always so dark. So dark, that it was almost too bright. It was hard to see Landel's in the day, but in the night it lay bare before anyone with eyes and ears and a brain to see. River followed her path, balanced precariously on her tightrope as she walked on.

Just a bit longer now.

[to here.]

[longlivetehking]

[From here]

Scar moved from one hallway into the next. These halls were always rather dull, though he couldn't decide whether to be glad with this little fact or not. From what he had seen, the nightly abominations that roamed around the facility were anything but pleasant to run into. Especially if now he were on his own.

[will unknowingly bump into Esmeralda]

[jingledoughnut]

[From here. y halo thar, fellow Disneyian.]

Another dark hallway, but this time someone was in it. She continued to tip-toe, her skin almost blending into the walls-- an illusion shattered by the gray outfit (she tried, okay?). After seeing he was a normal man and wondering just why she started believing this whole 'monster' thing in the first place, Esmeralda walked up to him with a comforting smile.

"Hey," she whispered. "Do you know your way around here? I thought maybe you could help me look for the Music Room. Or at least point it out? I'm not so used to being shown around."

[longlivetehking]

The fact that Scar noticed her presence wasn't only because of the grey shirt, but also because the feline happened to have a better vision that most of the patients around here. At least, so he had discovered last night. But then again, Mozenrath probably wasn't the best example of the human race he could ask for...

"The music room?" Scar echoed. Wasn't that the room he had spent his last shift in? It was located next to the Sun room, if memory served him well. The only question remained; would he help this female human?

He was looking for life bait company, wasn't he? At the very least, it was better than running through these halls alone.

"In fact, I do know the way to the music room." he said with a polite smile. "I suppose I could lead you there."

[jingledoughnut]

"That's awfully kind of you." And the smile she gave showed she appreciated it. It was a little hasty, but it was better than wandering alone.

Besides, if he got any ideas, she could take care of herself without something blunt. "I'm Esmeralda. And you are...?"