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Oh yes. What a world of difference the right clothing made. Ordinarily, von Karma would have kept his coat buttoned up just to conceal that horrid logo on the hospital-issued shirts. However, the only reason he was even wearing the shabby-looking coat now was strictly for its function of carrying his items. Hopefully, the trip to the Patient Possessions Storage would yield a briefcase or something similar that would better match his outfit.
As von Karma strode through the brief corridor leading to the main hallway, he saw no one around yet. Though this likely meant that it was still quite early in the night, he withdrew the hammer from his pocket and gripped it tightly in case trouble presented itself.
Before entering the larger hallway, he peered out through the door to check for possible hazards. All he saw were two people standing around, neither of whom he recognized, but they seemed to pose no direct threat to him. Satisfied that it was safe, he hurried through the corridor's exit and into the main hallway.
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