Nightshift 47: Janitor's Closet
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Kurt stumbled a little as he arrived in the closet in a puff of sulfuric smoke. While he was elated that he'd made it and was putting his teleportation to good use, his head was also swimming from what felt like being forcibly squeezed through the alternate universe he passed through whenever he teleported. After steadying himself on a nearby shelf, Kurt began looking around the shelves. He had five minutes before Terry came after him, probably even less before Terry started to worry.
Well. At least this time the floor wasn't covered in chemical cocktail. That made it much easier to look around without having to cover his mouth or cough out the stench of cleaning fluid.
He put his hand on the handcart and began looking around for other useful things. Rolling the cart around as he looked, Kurt also gathered up three longer pipes and stuck the toolkit on the handcart. He took one final look around, then closed his eyes, looking for his center.
Kurt stumbled a little as he arrived in the closet in a puff of sulfuric smoke. While he was elated that he'd made it and was putting his teleportation to good use, his head was also swimming from what felt like being forcibly squeezed through the alternate universe he passed through whenever he teleported. After steadying himself on a nearby shelf, Kurt began looking around the shelves. He had five minutes before Terry came after him, probably even less before Terry started to worry.
Well. At least this time the floor wasn't covered in chemical cocktail. That made it much easier to look around without having to cover his mouth or cough out the stench of cleaning fluid.
He put his hand on the handcart and began looking around for other useful things. Rolling the cart around as he looked, Kurt also gathered up three longer pipes and stuck the toolkit on the handcart. He took one final look around, then closed his eyes, looking for his center.