Nightshift 27: 2nd Floor, Locker Room.
[From here.]
No sooner had Soubi stepped into this supposedly dangerous room, when the radio clicked on. He stopped dead in his tracks, fists clenched, and waited. He let out his breath after five long seconds and moved deeper into the darkness. Another pause, his hand resuming it's place on Ritsuka's chest to keep him close, and then he moved on.
The room was silent, which he was going to assume meant it was safe for the moment.
"Alright," he said, quietly, "I think the coast is clear."
She switched his torch one, sweeping it over the room, taking in the rows of lockers and benches. "Let's see what we can find."
Ritsuka's worries seemed to have spread to Soubi. He wasn't so much scared as... concerned for Ritsuka's well being.
No sooner had Soubi stepped into this supposedly dangerous room, when the radio clicked on. He stopped dead in his tracks, fists clenched, and waited. He let out his breath after five long seconds and moved deeper into the darkness. Another pause, his hand resuming it's place on Ritsuka's chest to keep him close, and then he moved on.
The room was silent, which he was going to assume meant it was safe for the moment.
"Alright," he said, quietly, "I think the coast is clear."
She switched his torch one, sweeping it over the room, taking in the rows of lockers and benches. "Let's see what we can find."
Ritsuka's worries seemed to have spread to Soubi. He wasn't so much scared as... concerned for Ritsuka's well being.