Kureji made his way into Omniprime facility, and more into the High Security Medical Facility. Back when he was a Sand ninja, or rather, even before that time, when he first awoken to having chakra, and at the time, the powers of the void walker, he was a frequent resident here. He was originally from a different hospital, because even in his condition, made him more dangerous than other insane shinobi. But he had also been admitted here a couple of times. He would walk past countless closed rooms where people were doing medical research. Much like people, this place in of itself has changed. Its purpose changed. And over the years, his own has changed many times.
Why was he here? Maybe to see if he can feel anything? He wore a bored look on his face as he passed by some people who did a double take when they seen him, but they haven't said a single thing to him. Probably because of his own chakra around him. If anyone were to gauge his chakra, they would quickly get the idea that he is a walking insane asylum. He stopped at an abandoned padded room that seemed to have avoided the repurposing of the building that it was in. Dust and cobwebs hung in the room as he walked in with his hands in his pockets.
As he walked around, he nearly tripped over something on the ground. Looking down at it, it was a straightjacket. He knelt down to examine it. Worn, with a faint trace of chakra. And he feels.... Nothing really. He set it down and turned to walk out of the padded room.
Why was he here? Maybe to see if he can feel anything? He wore a bored look on his face as he passed by some people who did a double take when they seen him, but they haven't said a single thing to him. Probably because of his own chakra around him. If anyone were to gauge his chakra, they would quickly get the idea that he is a walking insane asylum. He stopped at an abandoned padded room that seemed to have avoided the repurposing of the building that it was in. Dust and cobwebs hung in the room as he walked in with his hands in his pockets.
As he walked around, he nearly tripped over something on the ground. Looking down at it, it was a straightjacket. He knelt down to examine it. Worn, with a faint trace of chakra. And he feels.... Nothing really. He set it down and turned to walk out of the padded room.