Nightshift 31: Decontamination Room
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Lucivar stepped into the room, the dim light from Daemon's flashlight barely cutting through the gloom. "What sort of place is this?" he asked, a strange antiseptic smell in the air. It wasn't a room that he recognized easily. Still, there was another door on the far side of the room which meant it wasn't a dead end. At least there was some place to go although he was beginning to lose hope that they'd find weapons just lying around.
Lucivar stepped into the room, the dim light from Daemon's flashlight barely cutting through the gloom. "What sort of place is this?" he asked, a strange antiseptic smell in the air. It wasn't a room that he recognized easily. Still, there was another door on the far side of the room which meant it wasn't a dead end. At least there was some place to go although he was beginning to lose hope that they'd find weapons just lying around.