Aguilar's announcement was met with a satisfied smirk from Erika as she realized she had been correct in her theory on why things had reverted (for the most part) back to how it was for this one day. It also provided her some information about the nature of the visitors themselves: They were genuine, or at least as genuine as this place could get. ( Read more... )

That movie had been far more depressing than Guy had been ready for. It might not have been as bad if it hadn't all been based on real events, but knowing that people had tried so hard to escape only for so many to die was rather sobering ( Read more... )

The air inside the Institute was getting stifling. It wasn't much different than usual, really, but knowing about all the changes done under the Institute's hood in her absence, Utena could barely stand it. The staff were so stiff, even as they pretended to be the same caring nurses as always. Landel's regurgitated voice recordings crept under her ( Read more... )

[From here.]The storage room was on the other end of the second floor, so that meant passing by the Sun Room and steering well clear of the railings. Peter feared inching too close to them would awaken the ghost of Demon Rapunzel once more, or whatever nasty they had plunked in there for the night. He kept a steady pace, declining to take her hand ( Read more... )

[from here]Her feet touched the second floor, and she paused, motionless in the dark as her ears strained around her. This was the first place to be wary of. Multiple times this area had been dangerous--and the hall right past it moreso. She listened, carefully, waiting. No sound other than the creaks and sounds of the night came back to her. She ( Read more... )

[From here.]The coast was clear ( Read more... )

[From here.]Being down this way certainly did nothing for Peter's nerves. The last time he had come near this part of the hospital was when him and Harry...yeah. Right about there was where the shapeshifters came in ( Read more... )

[From here.]He had reached the meeting point in less than a few minutes and there was still not another patient to be seen. Castiel paused, standing near the wall as he moved his flashlight up and down the corridor. There was nothing, not the sound of a shadow slipping through the dark; not the whisper of something less than human ( Read more... )

Despite the rough start and the heavier snowfall, the buses managed to stay on route and on schedule. With minutes to spare, they arrived at the gates of Landel's Institute, back to the waiting arms of the military. All pretenses seemed to drop at this point, and the soldiers again took on their patented gruff exteriors. Patients were filed out of ( Read more... )