That's because you've always had a lousy sense of direction!
[Another corner, and he finally sees the top of the stairwell, leading down. His pace impossibly quickens as he grabs the railing and practically flings himself down them, two at a time. The last time he had heard of Aoko, she had been kidnapped and taken in to be turned into a Forgery, and the thought that she might be experimented on while latched helplessly to a stainless steel table in the middle of a white-washed laboratory while he was stuck here sitting on his butt made his blood boil.
If she's not okay physically, when he gets back to Deadman Wonderland, certain people are going to pay.]
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[Another corner, and he finally sees the top of the stairwell, leading down. His pace impossibly quickens as he grabs the railing and practically flings himself down them, two at a time. The last time he had heard of Aoko, she had been kidnapped and taken in to be turned into a Forgery, and the thought that she might be experimented on while latched helplessly to a stainless steel table in the middle of a white-washed laboratory while he was stuck here sitting on his butt made his blood boil.
If she's not okay physically, when he gets back to Deadman Wonderland, certain people are going to pay.]