Nightshift 23: General Storage (2nd Floor)
[coming from here.]
It turned out the door was locked, but it was no harder to break this one than it had the closet back there.
The place, actually, looked fairly similar to where they’d just come from. A room, filled with mismatched items, although there appeared to be fewer actual tools and more the kind of supplies found in a hospital.
But equally useful. At this point, Reno wasn’t going to complain about what they managed to find. As long as it wasn’t any monsters.
Speaking of which.
His eyes flicked back to the entrance. But no, still nothing. It was weirdly quiet tonight. Either the powers that be had decided to cut them some slack, or the bastards were rearing up for something really ugly.
Probably the latter.
It turned out the door was locked, but it was no harder to break this one than it had the closet back there.
The place, actually, looked fairly similar to where they’d just come from. A room, filled with mismatched items, although there appeared to be fewer actual tools and more the kind of supplies found in a hospital.
But equally useful. At this point, Reno wasn’t going to complain about what they managed to find. As long as it wasn’t any monsters.
Speaking of which.
His eyes flicked back to the entrance. But no, still nothing. It was weirdly quiet tonight. Either the powers that be had decided to cut them some slack, or the bastards were rearing up for something really ugly.
Probably the latter.