Nightshift 43 -Ballroom (Basement)
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Of all the things Sanzo'd expected to see, after stairs, this wasn't it.
The monk put the flashlight away, hand resting on the butt of the revolver.
"What the hell...?" Sanzo muttered.
They actually had a fucking ballroom underneath the institute. The space they'd come out into was wide, an expanse of black marble that reflected the rest of the room as if it were nothing more than a clear pool. It was well-lit down here, a silver chandalier dangling high above them. There were several large pillars scattered around the room.
There was a door at the far end, made of white marble.
Of all the things Sanzo'd expected to see, after stairs, this wasn't it.
The monk put the flashlight away, hand resting on the butt of the revolver.
"What the hell...?" Sanzo muttered.
They actually had a fucking ballroom underneath the institute. The space they'd come out into was wide, an expanse of black marble that reflected the rest of the room as if it were nothing more than a clear pool. It was well-lit down here, a silver chandalier dangling high above them. There were several large pillars scattered around the room.
There was a door at the far end, made of white marble.