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Nightshift 26: Walk-In Refrigerator
[From here]
Ed stepped warily into the dark room, shivering at the sudden chill, far cooler than the kitchen was. His breath was coming in little clouds when he exhaled and he wished that he was wearing his coat now. He set the frying pan down to prop open the door, unwilling to take any chances with it closing and shutting him inside.
He looked around himself curiously. Fridges were new technology where he came from, and those were rudimentary at best, more cold rooms than anything this sophisticated. He itched to find out how it was kept at this temperature.
He walked further in, staring at all the food on the shelves. He grinned as he spotted the contained of juice up on one shelf and noted their position for later if they were needed. He was half tempted to pour out the milk, just on principle though.
As he peered around, Axel's flashlight casting enough to see by, especially since it reflected a little off the white shelves and tiling, his eyes caught sight of something which looked a little out of place. A plain box next to a box of eggs. He went over to it and knelt to open it.
His eyes widened at the sight of the contents; full of small bullets and Ed's mind whirled as he thought back over the clues the Radio had given earlier in the night.
"Gone where it's cold, demon of fire... it's children," he murmured. It had to be...
Ed stepped warily into the dark room, shivering at the sudden chill, far cooler than the kitchen was. His breath was coming in little clouds when he exhaled and he wished that he was wearing his coat now. He set the frying pan down to prop open the door, unwilling to take any chances with it closing and shutting him inside.
He looked around himself curiously. Fridges were new technology where he came from, and those were rudimentary at best, more cold rooms than anything this sophisticated. He itched to find out how it was kept at this temperature.
He walked further in, staring at all the food on the shelves. He grinned as he spotted the contained of juice up on one shelf and noted their position for later if they were needed. He was half tempted to pour out the milk, just on principle though.
As he peered around, Axel's flashlight casting enough to see by, especially since it reflected a little off the white shelves and tiling, his eyes caught sight of something which looked a little out of place. A plain box next to a box of eggs. He went over to it and knelt to open it.
His eyes widened at the sight of the contents; full of small bullets and Ed's mind whirled as he thought back over the clues the Radio had given earlier in the night.
"Gone where it's cold, demon of fire... it's children," he murmured. It had to be...