Nightshift 49: The Bookworm

[chainsaw_royal]

[From here]The dark looks the same, no matter what, but the moment Hime's flashlight beam ghosted over rows of books, she knew something was odd. When a flash of lightning illuminated the darkened bookstore, it was confirmed

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[zack_fair]

It looked like Yuffie was still taking the weird warping feeling pretty badly, but Zack only eyed her for a second before turning his attention to the room and the window. She'd said she didn't want to be treated like she was only in her single digits still, so he was going to abide by that as much as he could. If she didn't want a hand up, that was her decision.

So none of them seemed sure of when this damage had been caused, but either way, it made it pretty clear that this place was far from safe. The spa had been in pretty good order in comparison, though that had been a bit earlier on in the night. Zack nodded to Cloud, figuring that his guess was probably the right one.

He went and joined his friend at the window, taking note of the fact that it had been broken from the inside out. There was no shattered glass on the floor, after all. "Looks like someone else tried before us, but who knows if it worked or not," he said with a shrug.

Did they really want to end up outside, though? It seemed like the town was a pretty bad place to be, though at the same time, it was clearly the most interesting spot. He turned toward the blond with a smirk. "What, are you eager to take down some zombies or something?" He wouldn't have expected it from Cloud, but he wouldn't have expected him to be able to fly an airship, either. His friend still had a ton of questions that he had to answer, but it would clearly have to wait.

[thatdamnedninja]

"If we can make it to some of the other stores, stockin' up on all sorts of neat loot would be a piece of cake," Yuffie suggested, voice tinged with a mixture of longing and doubt. If only. They might be able to get out there, but getting into someplace else wouldn't be so easy. Even if they could just smash another window, the noise could-probably would-bring all those undead freaks shambling in to join the party.

… Then again. Yuffie hopped, wobbly yet nimble, across the mess on the floor to join the others at the window. The real question was, why weren't the zombies here now? Had the window-smashing incident been long enough ago that they'd just lost interest? Could be, could be.

"Chances are, we'll have to go smashing up the window of every other building we wanna get into if we do get out there, but," she shrugged, "I'd be up for it. Thunderstorm and hordes of creepolicious zombies or not, it's more interestin' out here than it is back there." And while Yuffie'd never admit it outloud, she could do with a break from all the warping. Nausea sucked serious balls.

[notthistrain]

This part of the bookshop was pretty much ruined, what with the rain blowing in. Given how Landel seemed to be able to fix things up during the day, however, it was doubtful the shop would remain that way. If they were still around for the trip next week (Holy forbid) it would likely be back to normal.

Cloud peered out through the rain, trying to see if they would be up against any immediate opposition. Somehow, going to building by building by way of window seemed too easy. If that was the case, then surely they'd see others running down the road, or hear them in the distance - the ones who'd broken through the window in the first place, for example.

Unfortunately, the only way to know for sure was to give it a try. Making sure the others were ready behind him, he nodded. "Let's go."

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