"Well, it's not like you actually have to believe me." Adachi huffed under his breath. He came from a family of priests and priestesses, of god killers, and spirit hunters. He had only heard of tales, but nothing very exciting... Though, his mother always told him to "never anger the spirits. They're in pain and they cannot depart. Be kind and gentle." But what the hell! How is he supposed to be kind and gentle to a spirit that literally runs backwards and is bent!? And when they flash at him from nowhere. There HAD to be some kinda limit to this. Some kinda unknown and unspoken rule in between the living and the dead. Fucking hell, he hoped he could call his mother right now.
He nearly missed out what Alexei said, but he managed to catch the last part. His hands stopped fiddling with drawers and papers for a second and he started to feel cold sweat on his back. "Are you listening to yourself right now?" A brief pause, just in case if Alexei hadn't exactly caught up on what he just had suggested. "Like, are you? Because that plan sounds like the EXACT OPPOSITE of what we should do." He hated to admit it, but when he played video games, the dumbest ass ideas were always the ideas that lead towards the good end of the game. Like going into the basement of Mr. Barrows' mansion in Clock Tower. How was that going to lead into a good ending anyway!?
For a brief while - as his mind wandered to Alexei mentioning that they might be dead too - he looked at his hands and as if to confirm it, his hand reached out and caressed Alexei's cheek. Upon contact, Adachi looked almost surprised, if not baffled. "Huh..." He'd never touched Alexei before this - aside from fisticuffs and beat ups - but all of a sudden, the comforting feeling of another human was... nice. As soon as he realized that he had something weird as hell, he pulled away. "Well, looks like we're still tangible beings." And with that, he started to look for what they needed.
He didn't find anything interesting, even after what seemed like a long moment of silence. Nothing jumped out at him, spirit, or otherwise. He furrowed his eyebrows briefly in frustration as they went through the very last of the files that the nurses station had. "Nope... nothing. A dead end." He sighed out loudly and leaned onto one of the desks at the nurses station. "Plenty of files, years, pictures and numbers, but no mention of mutilation whatsoever. Unless cutting with intention of suicide was any part of it... Highly doubt it tho." He turned to look at Alexei who didn't seem to have found anything more interesting. "I hate to say it, but... I think we need to go to the basement." He didn't know which he hated more; agreeing with the blonde or knowing they had to go down to the basement.
Adachi stalled as much as he could, ensuring they had ANYTHING interesting and necessary that they'd found and making sure - double, triple, - that they had the prepared weapons. After that, he left he nurses station (with a loud creak of the door) and steps that sounded just as loud in the empty corridor. He had no memory of the map and where they were, but he knew he regretted not taking it with. It would've helped their sorry asses a bunch. Instead, they wandered around, peering into rooms and eventually finding a step of stairs going downstairs. Adachi felt extremely antsy, for a while nothing had jumped at them, there was no steps following them, there was no spooky noises from the rooms, nothing. It was just him, and Alexei, and this empty hospital... mental ward... thing.