>>5140484>>5140490>>5140509Standing around in the dark, the reality of the situation was begining to sink in. You were in no condition to fight. But you needed answers. Slipping on your boots you grabbed the dinosaur from on top of the terminal. Being out beyond hours would definitely get you into trouble, so you decided on moving as quickly and quitely as possible. Unlocking the door, the snap of the rod retracting echoed around your room. Each footstep you took sounding loud, but you doubted anyone heard. Gingerly you lean out into the hallway, the long walkway bathed in white light as it was usually. Doing anything to the lights would give you away even more, so with closing the door slowly you began to work your way down the hall. Doors lined either side at intervals, most where unnumbered but after a few you notice #411.
You were unsure who was in it, but you assumed it meant the room was occupied. You still had a few more doors to go. The walk was uneventful, checking your corners as you went, you hadn't spotted any cameras or personel yet. But you were sure they were somewhere. You just had to not give anyone to check the footage for the night. You passed #600 the sound of a television was humming through it. Worried the occupant might exit you increased you pace at the risk of making more noise. Breaking into a soft jog you almost passed the door. The three digits burning into your eyes, you recognized them as Haruki's application number. For aong moment you stood outside the door doing nothing, too afraid to reach out and knock. Frenzied thoughts ran through your mind. This is a bad idea, she could kill you. It's a trap. You smothered them, knocking on the door lightly.
Seconds passed, not a peep came from the room, looking up and down the hall, you were about to worry. But the lock snapping open brought you eyes forward, the door slowly opened, as the tall girl appeared. She stepped aside allowing you entrance. She didn't assault you, so you entered. Slowly, you eyes focused on her. Unsure of what to expect, the lit up room matched your own. The bed was wellmade and a suitcase was in the corner. Your eyes locked a few times, each she would look away embarrassed. Closing the door she hurried over to her seat and sat down, leaving you standing. She was clearly uncomfortable. You felt the same, unsure what to do so you sat on her bed. Despite you first impression of her now she was the polar opposite.
