Nightshift 34: Staff Recreational/Exercise Area

[whohitreset]

[from here]Unfortunately, because the door had no lock there was no way to tell if anyone had been in the room already before them. Nothing seemed to be disturbed, but that didn't ease Matt's worry any. He ran the beam of his torch over various pieces of exercise equipment, then moved aside to let the other two in

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[osakapwnzu]

Heiji shined his light into the room, frowning a little. Equipment, equipment, and more stupid equipment. It would take forever to search this place...

"Well, lights prob'ly won' work, so break out the flashlights boys. We got us a room t'search!" Heiji took the far back left corner of the room.

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Of course the lights wouldn't work, and Matt's torch was already out. He half surmised that Heiji was the type of guy who just liked to hear himself talk sometimes. Restraining himself from rolling his eyes was difficult.

The room was large enough that he wasn't willing to get too separated from the rest of their small group lest something leap out at one of them. He stuck closer to Heiji only because he was the only one with combat experience.

He idly wondered if a set of small weights would be of any use to anyone, but the thought of having to drag them around stomped out the idea of grabbing one fairly quickly.

[osakapwnzu]

Heiji cast his light over the weights. He grinned, "Sweet! Well, if we don' find th' radio clue thing, we can always bring a nice haul of scrap f'r weapons 'n stuff. Carryin' it would probably be a hassle, but I wouldn' mind too much. 'Specially if we jus' took th' smaller ones."

The detective straightened up and looked around again, frowning. How big was this clue thing supposed to be, anyway? And if this was the right place, where was the big baddie guarding the treasure (but sadly, no princess)?

[damned_monsters]

Without warning, the lights that the patients were holding started to sputter out, flickering until they died completely.

There was a sound, almost like a cold wind blowing, and then some sort of movement (yet no footsteps). It moved from corner to corner, obviously not something that followed any physical logic.

The phantasm lurked, waiting for the patients to move further into the room so that it could envelop them. It wasn't a being so much as a presence, and yet there was still that chilling sense that it was watching.

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