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[ exiting dorms ]

When Mimsy lifted the phone to her ear, she did not hear the Doctor's voice. Sadly.

What she did hear was the same thing that everyone else inevitably heard, judging from how loud it was. The alarms seemed to sound from every direction, and she fumbled with the phone, startled by the noise. That was unfortunate timing.

Hopefully Dr. H had not actually picked up his phone, if the call connected.

She tucked the phone back into her pocket, hand shaking, took another deep breath (full of the scent of blood and rot again), and reached for Shu's hand. She gave her a smile, crooked but earnest.

"See? Time to go home! Mark helped us win!" Hoping to reassure her, she squeezed her hand. "You will be safe, I promise. Just stay with me, little rabbit. Follow Alice this time, okay? I will follow you next time, if you would like for me to."

As she spoke, she began to lead her back down the hall, walking just brisk enough to ensure that they would get there on time, careful to avoid seeming too panicked. On the way out, she quickly detoured into the room that she had taken the folder and the picture from.

"You are much more prepared than I am. Such a good girl," she praised Shu, releasing her hand to pet her hair again. "If you don't mind, I would like to borrow some of your extra space."

She tapped the top of her bee backpack, just to prove that she didn't mean something creepy, then went about trying to collect the things she wanted to put inside it: the hairbrush that Otto had thrown across the room, and the portrait of Sam.

When she picked up the wig, intending to put it in the backpack as well, she noticed an amusing similarity; she giggled, and looked down at Shu, as she held the blonde wig up in front of her.

"Like Alice, isn't it?" This was a fun game! Still laughing, she put the wig on her head, which looked kind of comical with two dark braids trailing out of the bottom. There was no mistaking who Shu was supposed to be 'following' now, at least, and she took her hand again to lead her out of the building, without making any more stops along the way.

Robert was waiting for them in the doorway, which made her smile again; then she saw who he was carrying, and it was very hard to keep smiling. But she tried, for both of them.

She didn't acknowledge Mark, and quietly let go of Shu's hand again to wrap her arm around her again. Her hand came to rest over her ear, just behind her cheek, and she gently nudged her face towards her, in hopes of sparing her the sight.

She had called him Uncle Mark, hadn't she?

Mimsy very adamantly refused to allow Shu's new family to be so easily dismantled, if that was the case.

"Hello, doctor husband," she greeted him, voice artificially steadied. "You are strong. I believe in you, to put the pieces back together. You will. You do. So let's go home now."

Very carefully, she leaned over to kiss his cheek. She made no mention of the wig she was wearing, and offered no explanation for it whatsoever.

IDEK, GTFO

He'd been delayed by a sentry this whole time. Yes. Yes he was. It was a combination of cowering, whimpering, nonsensical babbling, and suddenly ramming Vanna's spike through their throat that has Before finally managing to escape. Perfect timing as there was apparently a warning of the place detonating.

Oh good, just another mission he goes on and learns absolutely nothing about. He is so glad to not be in Death and not for the usual reasons.

The alarms suddenly blared and Rep looked up from where he'd been eyeing Simon. He'd gone down fighting with everything he had, that much was evident. He pocketed the box of pocky as if it was a rare treasure and hefted the man's body over his shoulder. It didn't matter that he was gone, he deserved a proper burial back at the island, he did not deserve to be discarded.

Before he left with the others to the portal, he checked to make sure Simon's tablet was retrieved with him. He was running on nothing but instinct, completely numbed by the events of this awful island.

He'd always expected to be killed one say by Simon, him dying first seemed far outside the order of things.

Otto likely saw Rin still to his side this entire time, stunned to absolute silence by the events that unfolded. She couldn't believe it, any of it. She was grateful for the strong backs of the sun and moon as there would have been no way for her to help. She couldn't help. She had bandages, but now was not the time. Alarms were screaming and death seemed almost imminent. As everyone moved, so did she. Her mind a buzz of just noise. If these were hunters they knew, what about the others they didn't stop to check the faces of? Were those hunters they had known too? People who's lives are now left rotted and now to waste. People like her. It hurt to know there was nothing she could do for them either.

Lighthouse

Everything that could have gone wrong had went wrong.

A sigh of resignation as the alarms blared over the speakers. “We have to go.” His voice didn’t even carry over the sirens. He hadn’t been able to do anything, to find anything. He’d managed to accomplish nothing. All he had were a few token memories of death and blood and pain, but he would mull over those later. He always did.

There were sharp pangs of silent envy in his chest as Wilson passed Robert and Mimsy and Shu. How nice, he thought, to still have something like that. Keep walking. So he did, all the way to the lighthouse. He briefly looked at the few hunters already gathered before he opened Mark’s laptop.

His finger hovered over the ‘enter’ key as he stared at the words. This was it. It was over.

Wilson tapped ‘enter.’

Sherry did what she could to push all the feelings down. This was one of those cases where Armagnac seemed to know what was best. Don't get emotional, keep your wits, stay calm.

Even with alarms.

"Yes," she replied to Jake, squeezing his hand.

Towards the lighthouse, following the others.

[ SECURITY ]


"I can walk."

This was a lie, but he reached for Stormy and he reached for Solia, Gale's hands gripping both of their arms as he hauled himself to his feet between the pair of them. Slinging his arms around both of their shoulders, he ignored the agonizing pain in his leg and held on tight to them, hissing out a long breath.

"Run."