[He nodded a little to the comment, his hand seeming to act on its own as it squeezed back without his notice. While he honestly couldn't remember her at this point, save for that sense of familiarity, it seemed that the connection between his body and those faded links of memory were still good.

As they progressed, their footsteps echoing through the deserted hallway, he opted to try and keep up the conversation -at least as some kind of distraction from that voice in the back of his head from getting too vocal.]

Yeah. They guys that used to run this place were doing something that could've ended really badly for everyone. Did you ever hear about them?

[As he finished that sentence, they came to a pair of double doors. The boy pausing hesitantly at their entry.]