NIGHT 55: STAFF-ONLY FOOD COUNTER
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Inside, it looked like a cafeteria. The kind of area where you go in and pick up your food. The area was small enough that she moved straight for the next door. If this was the place where you got your food and she'd been to where they ate it -- the kitchen had to be behind that, right? The door was locked, naturally. It made her wonder just what kind of stuff they didn't want patients to get to in the kitchen.
So, she stepped back and readied her bat again, tucking the flashlight into her pocket and taking a few swings at the door until the lock seemed to pop, swinging the door open for her from the force of her bat's swing. If she ever got out of here -- when she got out of here -- she'd need to pick up softball or something instead of cheerleading, at this rate.
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Inside, it looked like a cafeteria. The kind of area where you go in and pick up your food. The area was small enough that she moved straight for the next door. If this was the place where you got your food and she'd been to where they ate it -- the kitchen had to be behind that, right? The door was locked, naturally. It made her wonder just what kind of stuff they didn't want patients to get to in the kitchen.
So, she stepped back and readied her bat again, tucking the flashlight into her pocket and taking a few swings at the door until the lock seemed to pop, swinging the door open for her from the force of her bat's swing. If she ever got out of here -- when she got out of here -- she'd need to pick up softball or something instead of cheerleading, at this rate.
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