Nightshift 30: Greenhouse Yard

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[ From here.]Tyler burst out into the darkened yard, waiting for Reid to clear the doorway before slamming the door shut and slumping against it, gasping for breath. He felt dizzy and weak, sliding down the back of the door to land on the ground, trying to catch his breath

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((From here.))

Fortunately, even in the dark, it was pretty hard to miss the greenhouse.

Just from the outside, Claude could tell it wasn't as high-tech or fancy as the ones from his own time, but, if the directions he'd received were anything to go by, this had to be the place. Then he could triumphantly write Greenhouse! in that blank space on his map.

Hey, it made him feel good to do something productive.

Once he reached the door, it didn't take the blond long to figure out the door was locked. He grit his teeth and slammed his body against the door, which only made it rattle and generally make more racket than he was comfortable with. Pausing, he peered closer at the lock, and realized it looked fairly weak. Still, it wasn't like it was made out of plastic. Maybe if he gave it enough muscle, he could break through it?

Gripping his bat, he took the handle and aimed it at the lock. After taking a sharp breath, he brought the handle down against the door and knocked at it several times. When he was satisfied he'd weakened it, Claude threw his shoulder against the door again and, finally, it flew open.

((To here.))