Nightshift 38 - General Storage
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Clark did his best to ignore his stinging finger. It hurt, but it wasn't as bad as nearly getting gored that time with Claire, to put things in perspective. Still, if he was supposed to be as powerless as a human, he wished it'd gone all the way; right now it seemed to be in this uncomfortable halfway point and he had no idea if he still got sick around kryptonite. That time he'd lost his powers, he'd actually been able to get within five feet of Lana Lang and not feel weak.
Stepping over the remants of the lock, kicking it a little to the side so Brainy wouldn't trip on it, Clark looked around. His flashlight kept flickering, making the shadows of boxes and the cabinets appear to leap. Would there be any flashlights here?
Clark did his best to ignore his stinging finger. It hurt, but it wasn't as bad as nearly getting gored that time with Claire, to put things in perspective. Still, if he was supposed to be as powerless as a human, he wished it'd gone all the way; right now it seemed to be in this uncomfortable halfway point and he had no idea if he still got sick around kryptonite. That time he'd lost his powers, he'd actually been able to get within five feet of Lana Lang and not feel weak.
Stepping over the remants of the lock, kicking it a little to the side so Brainy wouldn't trip on it, Clark looked around. His flashlight kept flickering, making the shadows of boxes and the cabinets appear to leap. Would there be any flashlights here?