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Graveyard Shift by Mangopaw

He moved slowly through the dark hall as the alarms blared and flashed, his eyes cutting through the dark.

Where. Where did he go?

He pauses at a sound, glancing down the left hall as a masked group crouches and goes still. Not paying them any mind, he pays more attention to the blue smoke that finds its way out his throat, curling around his face before trailing off down the hall.

He starts walking again. He has someone to find. With barely a thought he slowly fades from the visible spectrum as he continues down the straight hall.

Oc belongs to @sootslash