[House wakes with a gasp in the other bedroom. Panicked, the doctor claws his scarf from his throat and sucks down air in giant gulps as he feels for damage, feels for bruises that aren't there.
He hears movement in the rest of the apartment and goes perfectly still. The others are here. His scalpel? His scalpel is here, even though he dropped it in the tunnels with Al. House knew it was gone the moment he'd let it slip from his fingers. But now he's here. He's here and Steph and Zach are, too.
Reset. Game over. Try again?
It's cold again, frigidly so, but House pulls he hand mirror from his pack, hands shaking. His eyes are still glowing. Fuck.
Zach and Steph aren't after him, yet, which means they're not actually still murderous or they don't know he's here. House isn't banking on the not still murderous thing, so he pulls his pack on as quietly as possible. The wooden croquet mallet stays out in his hands.
House creeps as quietly as he can out of the room. It's past the point of lockdown ending, so hopefully, he can get out and just run again. This time, he'll hide better.]
House > Steph > Zach?
He hears movement in the rest of the apartment and goes perfectly still. The others are here. His scalpel? His scalpel is here, even though he dropped it in the tunnels with Al. House knew it was gone the moment he'd let it slip from his fingers. But now he's here. He's here and Steph and Zach are, too.
Reset. Game over. Try again?
It's cold again, frigidly so, but House pulls he hand mirror from his pack, hands shaking. His eyes are still glowing. Fuck.
Zach and Steph aren't after him, yet, which means they're not actually still murderous or they don't know he's here. House isn't banking on the not still murderous thing, so he pulls his pack on as quietly as possible. The wooden croquet mallet stays out in his hands.
House creeps as quietly as he can out of the room. It's past the point of lockdown ending, so hopefully, he can get out and just run again. This time, he'll hide better.]