Nightshift 41: F31-40 Hallway
The rest of the outfit left a lot to be desired, Meche thought, but at least a decent pair of shoes was a step (Ha, she thought, not for the first or last time that night) up. With four people, they weren't going to be traveling quietly anyway. Might as well live it up.
Live it up. Boy, she was really on point with the jokes tonight. Too bad Manny wasn't around to appreciate them.
Her flashlight batteries were still dead. She'd been hoping to make her way out to the main women's block hallway by someone else's light, but it looked like she was one of the first ones out around here. So taking a deep breath, Meche set one hand against the wall and began, a step at a time, to make her way down the corridor. One of the others had better have a light, or this was going to be one tough evening.