Night 48: Experimental Treatments Laboratory
[From here]
Once his hand found the door to the next room and found it unlocked, it was only an instant before he was moving into this new room, eyes slowly adjusting to the gifted modicum of light. The supplies he were looking for should be in the next room over.
...Curiosity dictated a further study of the current room was necessary, however.
Those beds on the far side of the room... What were they experimenting on here? From the way this institute worked, he could only imagine it to be fellow patients, but somehow that-- ...The door he had passed before coming here, the one that felt wrong. He could sense that dark aura well enough to know that he wanted nothing to do with what was inside that door and he was someone who had dealt with death and torture his entire life. This room didn't give him the same feeling, not completely. It still had the same sense of unpleasantness just to be in here, but he couldn't imagine it to be as horrible as the unexplored hallway.
He knew that was short-sighted and most likely cruel of him to think that this obvious experimentation room was not as horrible and ill-spirited as what may as well have been another, but that was just how it felt in here.
He placed the stethoscope he had picked up to fiddle with back down and took to eying the blacktech device in the corner. If there was a chance it held some sort of information within it, maybe it would do good to bring Alkaid up here.
Back to the task at hand, however. He didn't even bother checking the handle of the storage door before breaking it.
[ If he had a guitar, he'd be an awesome El Kabong]
Once his hand found the door to the next room and found it unlocked, it was only an instant before he was moving into this new room, eyes slowly adjusting to the gifted modicum of light. The supplies he were looking for should be in the next room over.
...Curiosity dictated a further study of the current room was necessary, however.
Those beds on the far side of the room... What were they experimenting on here? From the way this institute worked, he could only imagine it to be fellow patients, but somehow that-- ...The door he had passed before coming here, the one that felt wrong. He could sense that dark aura well enough to know that he wanted nothing to do with what was inside that door and he was someone who had dealt with death and torture his entire life. This room didn't give him the same feeling, not completely. It still had the same sense of unpleasantness just to be in here, but he couldn't imagine it to be as horrible as the unexplored hallway.
He knew that was short-sighted and most likely cruel of him to think that this obvious experimentation room was not as horrible and ill-spirited as what may as well have been another, but that was just how it felt in here.
He placed the stethoscope he had picked up to fiddle with back down and took to eying the blacktech device in the corner. If there was a chance it held some sort of information within it, maybe it would do good to bring Alkaid up here.
Back to the task at hand, however. He didn't even bother checking the handle of the storage door before breaking it.
[ If he had a guitar, he'd be an awesome El Kabong]