[ It's a lie, but Heine makes the pause long enough to pretend that it isn't one. He always builds a way out into his architecture, even if it's hidden and involves a force kick anyway. As they continue, Heine's lips press together and his steps speed up. ]
I made it hidden, but this is—fucking ridiculous.
[ Aggravated now, he speedwalks to the end of the next hall and stops, staring at the door. He dreamed it, but in an emergency, he has to rethink it. After a pause, during which footsteps overhead stop, he turns around to go back toward the door they came through. The material of it has changed to dark green plastic—a utility door, not a janitor's, but it'll do.
Through it is a final, dimly lit stairwell down to a landing so bright that it's blinding by contrast. Heine hurries down the steps and almost sighs in relief when he sees the small waiting area before a door marked PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, a window in the back of the room looking back on the outside. ]
I ALSO FORGET SOME INCEPTION LOGIC THINGS... SRY
[ It's a lie, but Heine makes the pause long enough to pretend that it isn't one. He always builds a way out into his architecture, even if it's hidden and involves a force kick anyway. As they continue, Heine's lips press together and his steps speed up. ]
I made it hidden, but this is—fucking ridiculous.
[ Aggravated now, he speedwalks to the end of the next hall and stops, staring at the door. He dreamed it, but in an emergency, he has to rethink it. After a pause, during which footsteps overhead stop, he turns around to go back toward the door they came through. The material of it has changed to dark green plastic—a utility door, not a janitor's, but it'll do.
Through it is a final, dimly lit stairwell down to a landing so bright that it's blinding by contrast. Heine hurries down the steps and almost sighs in relief when he sees the small waiting area before a door marked PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE, a window in the back of the room looking back on the outside. ]
Here.