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"You shouldn't have done it."
Though the two men stood side by side, they couldn't be mistaken for standing together. The shorter one appeared by all accounts to be engrossed in the sunset, but there was a certain anger that made itself known in his voice. He spoke again. "There will be thousands of new ones. Thousands. Not just here, but every city."
Though the two men stood side by side, they couldn't be mistaken for standing together. The shorter one appeared by all accounts to be engrossed in the sun setting above the gray buildings around them, but there was a certain anger that made itself known in his voice. He continued, his voice cold. "There will be thousands of new ones. Thousands. Not just here, but every city."
"I couldn't see any other way."
"I couldn't see any other way." The other man's voice was level, with a hint of frustration.
"Thousands of people, around the world, are going to find themselves in more danger than they've ever been. Because you *couldn't see any other way.*"
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He gasped, withdrawing his hand and staring at the offending patch of wall. Much to his surprise, it was no longer the dull gray it had been. Instead, the symbols were all glowing a faint blue. As he watched them, they vanished, seeming to fade into the wall with no trace of their existence. The circles followed suit, leaving just the hand print in the wall, as there was a clicking sound from the door.
Slannon yanked the handle, half expecting the door to still be locked, and was pleased when it opened. With a final glance at the room, he walked through the doorway, emerging into a dull hallway. Lining the otherwise plain walls were a series of doors, much like the one he had come from, while at the end he could see light pouring from a glass door leading outside. Hastily, he ran toward the exit, emerging outdoors.
Slannon yanked the handle, half expecting the door to still be locked, and was pleased when it opened. With a final glance at the room, he walked through the doorway, emerging into a dull hallway. Lining the walls were a series of doors, much like the one he had come from, while at the end he could see light pouring from a glass door leading outside.
As he walked toward the exit, he caught a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning, he noticed a mirror hanging on the wall, reflecting himself. At just shy of six feet tall, he didn't consider himself particularly short. His brown hair was neatly trimmed, and running his hand through it he could feel some of the product he used to keep it in place. The slight bags under his eyes clashed with both their dark blue color and his pale skin. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, not even his clothing - his typical attire, a gray hoodie and jeans. He felt around in his pockets, turning up nothing more than lint.
Shrugging, he continued toward the exit, emerging outdoors.
The landscape outside was foreign to him. His first impression was that of a small gray city, but there was something about it that just felt off. The buildings before him were dull in color, and seemed to blend together, in a way that made them feel almost like a facade. His eyes passed over the buildings, noting the lack of colors and signs.