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It was hard to see in here at night. Archer tucked his bat under his arm as he grabbed his flashlight. Flipping it on, he scanned the kitchen area. The place seemed surprisingly, spotlessly clean with creamy white walls matching the cabinets and floor. There didn't seem to be anything of particular interest, and Archer had already spotted the refrigerator.
"Let's go," he said simply, moving towards the fridge.