NIGHT 55: STAFF-ONLY OUTDOOR PATIO LOUNGING/EATING AREA
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The door at the end of the hall led outside and she immediately regretted stepping out. Her arms raised to try and hug herself and keep warm, but it was an effort that could only hold for so long -- she needed the flashlight to look around, and holding things while hugging herself was making both efforts ineffective.
So, she lowered her arms, teeth chattering instead, and scanned the tables and chairs with her flashlight. There was a door to her left -- it explained why there weren't doors from the inside, they must have been accessible from out here. It looked like the equivalent of a teacher's lounge. Which, yeah, was a weird way to think about it considering the nurses around here were considerably more evil than teachers but …
Her flashlight beam fell on another door as she scanned the area -- across the patio. The cold had her itching to go to her left, but she walked forward past the tables and chairs anyway. Might as well try it. After all, nothing here came easy, and if she had to brave the blistering cold … well, she'd brave it.
Of course, it went to show that not every effort bore fruit, no matter what horrible trials you went up against in the process. When she reached the door, she tried to open it and found that it was locked -- tighter than the old and flimsy locks that she'd opened in the past. More like the nurse's station that constantly refused to budge. She crouched down, shining her flashlight on it, and saw the brand new lock and realized she was going to need a key. A key that she definitely didn't have.
Discouraged and just a little bitter, she turned and headed straight back for door number two, which opened easily and if nothing else, got her out of the cold.
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The door at the end of the hall led outside and she immediately regretted stepping out. Her arms raised to try and hug herself and keep warm, but it was an effort that could only hold for so long -- she needed the flashlight to look around, and holding things while hugging herself was making both efforts ineffective.
So, she lowered her arms, teeth chattering instead, and scanned the tables and chairs with her flashlight. There was a door to her left -- it explained why there weren't doors from the inside, they must have been accessible from out here. It looked like the equivalent of a teacher's lounge. Which, yeah, was a weird way to think about it considering the nurses around here were considerably more evil than teachers but …
Her flashlight beam fell on another door as she scanned the area -- across the patio. The cold had her itching to go to her left, but she walked forward past the tables and chairs anyway. Might as well try it. After all, nothing here came easy, and if she had to brave the blistering cold … well, she'd brave it.
Of course, it went to show that not every effort bore fruit, no matter what horrible trials you went up against in the process. When she reached the door, she tried to open it and found that it was locked -- tighter than the old and flimsy locks that she'd opened in the past. More like the nurse's station that constantly refused to budge. She crouched down, shining her flashlight on it, and saw the brand new lock and realized she was going to need a key. A key that she definitely didn't have.
Discouraged and just a little bitter, she turned and headed straight back for door number two, which opened easily and if nothing else, got her out of the cold.
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