Night 57: F01-F10 Hallway
She still hated experimental psychologists. Whether they lied or not, they only cared about results, and not the people that were their test subjects. Aguilar was just like the ones who'd created her -- if he really wanted results, he'd tell them what he expected. Not what to do;only the worst commanders had no use for initiative, and that was
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F2. Soma halted in front of the door and knocked sharply, resisting the urge to bite her lip. "Rapunzel? It's Soma. Are you there?"
No response. After a moment's hesitation, she called out, "I'm coming in," and pushed the door open.
Nobody. No significant signs of a struggle, either; the sheets on one bed were rumpled and the chair was slightly askew, but that could just have been caused by Rapunzel. At least, she hoped that was Rapunzel's side of the room. The bed on the other side was neatly made and the sheets were folded in a way that Soma knew all too well.
She hadn't been released, had she? She couldn't have been. There was that icy feeling in the pit of her stomach again, but she did her level best to push it away--along with the rapidly growing list of horrific things that might have happened to her friend--and move on to the next room. If Rapunzel wasn't here, then maybe Tsubaki was.
The rest of the doors revealed nothing. Soma moved on to the next hallway.
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