Night 46: North of the Institute

[unheroed]

[From here.]The landing was rough, but not as bad as it could have been. Pressing a hand against the ground to brace himself, Harvey straightened painfully and then searched around for his flashlight and pipe. The former was easier to fine, and once he'd collected that and turned it back on, he used it to run over the ground as he waited for the

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[its_the_mileage]

Indy waited until Dent was more or less safely down and then pushed off the wall himself. As predicted, it was a pretty smooth landing. At least he managed not to make a fool of himself again.

He unzipped the flashlight from his jacket pocket and turned it on--out here was one of the few places it was worthwhile to keep two lights on and burn two sets of batteries. The fog was still fairly easy to navigate here, but if he remembered right, it got thicker in a hurry the closer you got to the site.

If there was anything else moving nearby, it was doing a good job of hiding itself. Wary nonetheless, Indy followed Dent along the route he'd outlined.

"What were you planning on doing if your friend showed up?" he asked out of curiosity, still keeping his voice down.

[unheroed]

It was a few seconds after Jones had landed that Harvey found his pipe. Good thing that the forest hadn't somehow absorbed it or something -- that was just the sort of thing he would expect from this place by now. Ridiculous, annoying things that didn't make sense and were only meant to trip them up.

But he had managed to reclaim his weapon, and he could already tell that now wasn't the time to worry about saving battery power. It was darker than should be allowed out here, and if some wild animal was going to creep up on them, he'd like some advance notice if they could manage it

[its_the_mileage]

They still had a little way to go along the back wall, which Indy could admit to himself he wasn't sorry about. It felt reassuring to have the constant means of keeping your bearings, so at least you knew you were walking in a straight line. There hadn't been many landmarks to identify in those woods, especially with the fog; once they veered off from the road, he'd be relying mostly on instinct and luck to get them to the site

[unheroed]

While Harvey had heard some vague mentions of the basement over the bulletin board and wherever else (it was hard to keep track of where he'd heard what), he hadn't put too much effort into finding out about it. All of his attention had been focused on cornering Batman for a while now (why not take advantage of the fact that they were both stuck in a relatively small space?), and so he hadn't put as much effort into finding things out. He'd wanted to deal with the vigilante before getting back to the rest of people he needed to make pay

[its_the_mileage]

A computer! There was another thread Indy hadn't really been following lately, but if he was right about Dent being from around the present time, it made sense that he'd know how to use a computer. Apparently even high-school students were experts on the things. What were the odds someone could get past that encryption Pierson had talked about?

"Any ideas about how to get past it?" he asked, hoping there weren't six obvious ways he was tipping his hand by not knowing. How many of the staff were likely to have the password? Surely the doctors, but maybe all of them, if computers were so common that anyone could use one. The nurse who brought the dinner? Hmm.

They'd hit the edge of the wall. Indy turned right and kept going along the east side of it.

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