Night 59: Main Hallway 2-West
[from here]The upper hallway was empty, at least at this end, though Lana could hear something skittering around. She checked her pocket -- ran her fingertips along the grip of the gun in the breast pocket of her jacket, but she didn't take it out. It hadn't done them much good last night, had it
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The gore stopped, except for a few careless footprints, at the top hallway. "There's a door along here that only opens for the right key, and I don't have it." Goku wasn't making a beeline for it, though, which was promising. "I think it might be how they get upstairs, but it was a hell of a fight the one time we went in."
She was saying more than perhaps she should, with Rita there and Goku only tentatively signing on for the History Club, but she wasn't even sure anyone had gotten the key from Homura, and they had to plan for every eventuality, including any of them not being there in the morning.
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There wasn't time to protest, though, as he soon took off, and it looked like it was up to Rita and Taura to follow. Though she followed as closely as she could, Rita definitely had her doubts about the kid's claims. "You better not be leading us to a dead end," she grumbled as she reached the top of the stairs. "Since when can you smell things like that, anyway?"
It was obvious enough from the tail that Goku wasn't a human - or at least, not the kind of human Rita was used to - so it wasn't too implausible for him to have some abilities ordinary Terca Lumireisians didn't. But on the other hand, it was also obvious that he was an idiot, so it was also possible that he didn't know what he was doing.
Rita paused to look around when Taura mentioned a door that could lead to the third floor, then turned her attention to the woman when she mentioned something interesting. "You mean you know someone who has the key?" That was the logical conclusion, if she'd managed to have a 'hell of a fight' in
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Bending over, Goku smelled at the the pieces of tile not covered in gore to get a better read on where these gun-toting soldiers had gone. His long, prehensile tail flicked back and forth lazily as he worked. He would crawl a few tiles over and start his search for the right scents all over again.
Finally, as if stuck by lightning, his tail stood stiff as a board as he called out triumphantly, "They went this way!" The young boy didn't bother waiting for the others as he headed down the corridor with surprising speed for having such short legs.
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