Night 53: The Grand Ballroom
[From here.]
Racing down the stairs as fast as he could, Harvey gasped for some fresh air and was glad to have it -- now all he could smell was his own burnt flesh, which he was used to. As he took in first the small fountains and then the rest of the room as he remembered it from that strange night, Harvey felt like they'd finally gotten somewhere.
But whether or not that somewhere was a place worth being remained to be seen. At the moment, he was just glad to be away from that fire-starter and then the nauseating sights and smells that had followed.
Glancing back at Jones, the man let out a sigh and pointed to the water. "You should clean your arm up. Then we can try to figure out where to go from here." This was the furthest that either one of them had made it, so they had a lot of options open to them.
Either way, what seemed clear was that they did better with small numbers -- they hadn't even made it out of the Sun Room when they'd been with that big group.
Racing down the stairs as fast as he could, Harvey gasped for some fresh air and was glad to have it -- now all he could smell was his own burnt flesh, which he was used to. As he took in first the small fountains and then the rest of the room as he remembered it from that strange night, Harvey felt like they'd finally gotten somewhere.
But whether or not that somewhere was a place worth being remained to be seen. At the moment, he was just glad to be away from that fire-starter and then the nauseating sights and smells that had followed.
Glancing back at Jones, the man let out a sigh and pointed to the water. "You should clean your arm up. Then we can try to figure out where to go from here." This was the furthest that either one of them had made it, so they had a lot of options open to them.
Either way, what seemed clear was that they did better with small numbers -- they hadn't even made it out of the Sun Room when they'd been with that big group.