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Night 45: F21-F30 Hallway
Dinner had been pretty quiet. In fact, upon coming to temporary terms with the fact that she was alive, Aerith had wondered if things didn't seem a little too quiet. Traveling across the Planet with AVALANCHE had rendered her used to the constant voice of Gaia in the back of her mind at all times. It hadn't been like Midgar where the only whispers in her ear came when she visited the old church. The flower girl wondered briefly if she were actually back home in industrial city, a captive of Shinra somehow after everything she'd gone through to escape them, but no. It was a possibility she couldn't ignore, but there was just something so strange about this place...
Aerith's first course of action had been to explore her room. A thorough sweep had revealed a few interesting finds: a flashlight under her pillow, a journal, a few pens, and a radio. The most curious discovery, however, came in the form of a very familiar set of clothes hung carefully in her closet. Her pink dress was just as she remembered it, and even her red jacket was there along with her favorite boots, the string necklace she'd been fond of wearing, and the ribbon. As strange as it was to find a set of hr own clothes in what she could only assume was some sort of mental hospital, Aerith didn't think twice before exchanging her current sweat suit for her usual garb. She even took the time to braid her hair and tie it up with the pink ribbon. In fact she was in the middle of adjusting the silver bangles around her wrists when a strange announcement sounded over the intercom.
The man's voice was a far cry from the overly pleasant announcer that had bid his patients good night only moments ago. Aerith hardly had time to wonder more, however, as the loud sound of her door unlocking almost made her jump out of her boots. Aerith stood slowly from her seat on the bed and fumbled for the flashlight she'd set beside her. Cautiously, she moved to the door, testing it. She frowned. Apparently she hadn't been losing it. The heavy door was open, revealing a dark hallway. Was this some kind of game?
Eventually rationalizing that she wouldn't be able to learn anything about her predicament just sitting in her room all night, Aerith stepped out into the hallway. She shined her flashlight up and down the hall. So far it seemed completely empty. How weird...
"Hello?" she called out softly. With any luck, she wouldn't be in this alone. Someone had to know just what was going on in this place.
Aerith's first course of action had been to explore her room. A thorough sweep had revealed a few interesting finds: a flashlight under her pillow, a journal, a few pens, and a radio. The most curious discovery, however, came in the form of a very familiar set of clothes hung carefully in her closet. Her pink dress was just as she remembered it, and even her red jacket was there along with her favorite boots, the string necklace she'd been fond of wearing, and the ribbon. As strange as it was to find a set of hr own clothes in what she could only assume was some sort of mental hospital, Aerith didn't think twice before exchanging her current sweat suit for her usual garb. She even took the time to braid her hair and tie it up with the pink ribbon. In fact she was in the middle of adjusting the silver bangles around her wrists when a strange announcement sounded over the intercom.
The man's voice was a far cry from the overly pleasant announcer that had bid his patients good night only moments ago. Aerith hardly had time to wonder more, however, as the loud sound of her door unlocking almost made her jump out of her boots. Aerith stood slowly from her seat on the bed and fumbled for the flashlight she'd set beside her. Cautiously, she moved to the door, testing it. She frowned. Apparently she hadn't been losing it. The heavy door was open, revealing a dark hallway. Was this some kind of game?
Eventually rationalizing that she wouldn't be able to learn anything about her predicament just sitting in her room all night, Aerith stepped out into the hallway. She shined her flashlight up and down the hall. So far it seemed completely empty. How weird...
"Hello?" she called out softly. With any luck, she wouldn't be in this alone. Someone had to know just what was going on in this place.