Night 56: Main Hallway, 1-West
[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
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"No, we are not going to find out what they make that disgusting mash with," Gant growled, traversing the busy hallway with ease. He was getting used to this place. One week. That's all one needed to feel completely at home in Landel's institute for the soon-to-be insane. If you weren't crazy before, you would be soon enough.
"Our mission," the chief continued, moving them along swiftly, "is far more important."
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Trotting close behind Gant, Meekins swept his flashlight through this new, much larger hallway. More people but still no one he recognized. Although... there was a striking red-headed woman heading towards a staircase. Though Meekins couldn't see her that well from the distance, she seemed to move with such fluid grace as Ms. Angel Starr. Maybe... that was her? But now was not the time to find out; as Mr. Gant said, he was enlisted on a mission! An important mission!
"But what could be more important than knowing what's in that gruel, Sir?" Meekins had a theory, but from his superior's expression, he decided that asking him if they were going to use it to throw at the mean soldiers wasn't in his best interest at the moment.
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Gant rushed them towards the center of the hall, steeling himself for whatever was to come.
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