[Into the trees then. It doesn't take long though before the fear and paranoia starts to cling again, like a thick musk which wraps around them, turning every rustle of leaves into a potential threat.
Jon takes a breath, and it feels like it had in the tunnels under the Institute. He half expects at any moment to see a door where a door should not be. Or for the Not!Sasha to start taunting him from just out of sight.]
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Jon takes a breath, and it feels like it had in the tunnels under the Institute. He half expects at any moment to see a door where a door should not be. Or for the Not!Sasha to start taunting him from just out of sight.]
I think it likes the woods.