Nightshift 25: Staff-Only Food Counter
[from here]
Jack eased into the room slowly, his flashlight sweeping the walls. He slid in along the wall, completed the initial sweep, and then shone the light up at the ceiling for good measure.
Slow and steady got the job done, always. The door to the kitchen was where it had been before (from things he'd seen on the bulletin board, that wasn't necessarily a guarantee) and he headed that way. The area had been undefended last time; maybe they'd get lucky again.
But in case they didn't, he kept his skillet ready and his flashlight sweeping.
Jack eased into the room slowly, his flashlight sweeping the walls. He slid in along the wall, completed the initial sweep, and then shone the light up at the ceiling for good measure.
Slow and steady got the job done, always. The door to the kitchen was where it had been before (from things he'd seen on the bulletin board, that wasn't necessarily a guarantee) and he headed that way. The area had been undefended last time; maybe they'd get lucky again.
But in case they didn't, he kept his skillet ready and his flashlight sweeping.