[ Jim had forgotten how oppressive the tunnels felt. Earlier in the day there had been something a little like sunlight, filtering down through the thick layer of ice, but now it's just the soft glow of their tablets and the sound of their boots echoing around the enclosed space.
The texture of the darkness up ahead is changing, or perhaps it's just Jim's imagination knowing that they're nearly at the hospital. He knew they would likely end up staying there tonight, but it doesn't mean he likes it. The last time had been that night with Zack in the little room on the fourth floor. He'd spent most of it cuddled up to Zack and talking on the tablet to Zell, but... still not a good memory.
Unconsciously his hand tightens around Zell's as he scans their tiny area of visibility for threats. ]
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action; ten million years later i mean day 133
Date: 2016-07-24 08:21 pm (UTC)The texture of the darkness up ahead is changing, or perhaps it's just Jim's imagination knowing that they're nearly at the hospital. He knew they would likely end up staying there tonight, but it doesn't mean he likes it. The last time had been that night with Zack in the little room on the fourth floor. He'd spent most of it cuddled up to Zack and talking on the tablet to Zell, but... still not a good memory.
Unconsciously his hand tightens around Zell's as he scans their tiny area of visibility for threats. ]
-Here we go.