Nightshift 33: Basement, West Hall
[from here]
The thumping and crumbling of marble was muffled as soon as they were through the doors. What the sounds of the creature's indiscreet rampage didn't drown out was the audible 'click' of a lock.
Aidou turned on the door and glared, still brushing elbows with Wolfram.
Locking automatically behind them? What the hell. Aidou had been at odds with himself since being dumped in Landel's, in turmoil over his loss of abilities and what his new limits were, but he hadn't lost so much confidence in himself that he could naturally assume he wasn't strong enough to push open a door. It wasn't that heavy. He wasn't that weak! The fact was that it hadn't moved at all for him, but swung open so easily when adding one buffoon and one half-blind kid who'd already been injured by a spider into the equation--overall, two people who had already proved that they didn't have physical strength that outrivaled his.
It didn't make any sense. Not unless it was rigged liked everything else...
The thumping and crumbling of marble was muffled as soon as they were through the doors. What the sounds of the creature's indiscreet rampage didn't drown out was the audible 'click' of a lock.
Aidou turned on the door and glared, still brushing elbows with Wolfram.
Locking automatically behind them? What the hell. Aidou had been at odds with himself since being dumped in Landel's, in turmoil over his loss of abilities and what his new limits were, but he hadn't lost so much confidence in himself that he could naturally assume he wasn't strong enough to push open a door. It wasn't that heavy. He wasn't that weak! The fact was that it hadn't moved at all for him, but swung open so easily when adding one buffoon and one half-blind kid who'd already been injured by a spider into the equation--overall, two people who had already proved that they didn't have physical strength that outrivaled his.
It didn't make any sense. Not unless it was rigged liked everything else...