Room 402, Evening

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Wesley walks briskly down the hall. He's a bit white around the nostrils. He opens his door, walks in -- in no way stomping --, closes the door, throws open his trunk, grabs a book, and throws himself down on the bunk with it.

Somebody rude enough to look closely would see that it appears to be a photostat of The Necronomicon.