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The door swung open with a soft creak, and as the lantern's artificial light illuminated the empty bathrooms, Kunzite chuckled softly to himself. Nothing here so far, he said, and all the better, as I'd rather get this exercise over and done with as soon as I can. He held the door open for the others in his party, letting it swing closed as he stepped forward. The warrior spoke as the hinge continued to creak, the door slowly swinging back and forth as its rotational momentum slowed and stopped.
"Take what you can," the man said, looking around the room and flashing his light at the various fixtures and supports that he and his crew might find useful. "If you have tools, all the better, but I don't suppose there would be any harm in just ripping out what you can, or using any other implements that may tickle your fancy." He walked over to one of the sinks and placed the flashlight into the open drain, illuminating the mirror above. A nagging twinge brought him unconscious worry about this object, but he brushed it aside as, gripping two opposite corners of the mirror, he started to pull.