[Waking up to that cold ceiling and endless staircase felt very little like the jarring surprise it should have been. No, after the numbness and general disorientation had died down, Guy was feeling a severe sense of de-ja-vu.
It was crazy, but he knew he'd been here before.
Unlike his last visit, however, he isn't given much time to explore. He's barely down the first flight of stairs before a red-collared worker unit marches up to him, grabbing him roughly be the arm and shoving him into the elevator.
"Nice to know things haven't changed, huh..."
It's a long ride down and a quiet, lonely appointment in the examination room. Guy catches the different color fluid, voicing a remark of concern that was easily ignored by the workers present. Green fluid out, yellow fluid in, and he was set on his way.
It didn't take long for Guy's pace to slow, which is how someone might stumble across him. He's climbing the stairs bit by bit, simply to take a peek in some of the lower floors for people he might recognize. But he's taking his time. His head feels like it's been filled with air, his hands and feet tingling and numb.
Chivalrous as ever, if he hears someone behind him, he'll halt enough to wave them past with a tired grin.]
Hahah... no, hey, go around me. It's alright. I'm just a slowpoke today.
[Event - Stairway]
It was crazy, but he knew he'd been here before.
Unlike his last visit, however, he isn't given much time to explore. He's barely down the first flight of stairs before a red-collared worker unit marches up to him, grabbing him roughly be the arm and shoving him into the elevator.
"Nice to know things haven't changed, huh..."
It's a long ride down and a quiet, lonely appointment in the examination room. Guy catches the different color fluid, voicing a remark of concern that was easily ignored by the workers present. Green fluid out, yellow fluid in, and he was set on his way.
It didn't take long for Guy's pace to slow, which is how someone might stumble across him. He's climbing the stairs bit by bit, simply to take a peek in some of the lower floors for people he might recognize. But he's taking his time. His head feels like it's been filled with air, his hands and feet tingling and numb.
Chivalrous as ever, if he hears someone behind him, he'll halt enough to wave them past with a tired grin.]
Hahah... no, hey, go around me. It's alright. I'm just a slowpoke today.