@playersleft [x]
He hates the silence of the halls but he hates the noises too... While it’s nice he never makes much noise..27 makes it feel like it truly is empty over there. He hates sleeping, but he’s constantly tired. Maybe 27 was right about him being a contradiction. All of these add up to why he finds himself wandering the halls tonight. Hands slip into his pocket as he walks through, hearing the small signs of life, and the artificial eyes of the camera that always feel like they’re following him.
There’s something, as he looks towards the end of the hall. A missing image that should be there, skyscrapers that reach towards the sky, and lights that flicker.. but it’s a sea of nothing but doors and empty halls. Darkness. Pins and needles that prickle the back of his neck as he looks over the various numbers.
It stares back at him..and he shakes his head, deciding to search for a sanctuary to retreat from this lingering feeling in his chest that he doesn't’ know the name of.
