Night 55: Kitchen
[from here]
Indy made a cautious sweep of the room with his flashlight before getting too far from the pantry door; he hadn't forgotten the lesson of the other night. Instinctively, his left arm tensed. The burn had mostly faded by now, leaving only a minor twinge when he moved the arm. Barely worth comment. He'd dealt with a hell of a lot worse.
"Into the refrigerator," he said in a low voice for the benefit of anyone who hadn't been there before, gesturing at the center door and then heading for it.
Indy made a cautious sweep of the room with his flashlight before getting too far from the pantry door; he hadn't forgotten the lesson of the other night. Instinctively, his left arm tensed. The burn had mostly faded by now, leaving only a minor twinge when he moved the arm. Barely worth comment. He'd dealt with a hell of a lot worse.
"Into the refrigerator," he said in a low voice for the benefit of anyone who hadn't been there before, gesturing at the center door and then heading for it.