Repose

Who: Isaiah
What: Narrative
Where: Military Labs, Area 52
When: Now-ish
Warnings/Rating: Over-working dude

( It was easy to lose track of time in the labs )

[Louis was standing out front in a short wool jacket against the chill and the misty evening. There was no sign of Daniel here, but he had noted the odd touch of the poster taped over the window in the doorway. That definitely hadn't been there the last time he checked, and a quick peek under the paper showed the gap where the glass had once been.

Cris wouldn't have missed that, so it had to have been him. He was doing his best not to worry too much about Daniel - and not to think too hard about the obvious panic he'd given Sam simply by looking. What did they think he was going to do? Daniel was more a danger to others than himself.]

[Ring.]