Nightshift 37: Stairwell by Waiting Room/Lobby 1
[from here and about to be perved upon]
She'd been upstairs once, to visit the Chapel, but that had been during the day. There were no staff members escorting her this time, which only made things more dangerous, in a way. The shinigami, Abarai Renji, had been killed battling nurses at night.
When Tsubaki stepped into the stairwell, she did a quick check--stairs, behind the stairs, the door behind her--before putting a foot on the first step and slipping the makeshift bag off her shoulder to balance on her knee. The sound of her boot shifting against the edge of the step was eerily loud.
Once she'd fished out her flashlight, Tsubaki lifted the bag of cloth again.
A deep, silent inhale. Let's go.
She'd been upstairs once, to visit the Chapel, but that had been during the day. There were no staff members escorting her this time, which only made things more dangerous, in a way. The shinigami, Abarai Renji, had been killed battling nurses at night.
When Tsubaki stepped into the stairwell, she did a quick check--stairs, behind the stairs, the door behind her--before putting a foot on the first step and slipping the makeshift bag off her shoulder to balance on her knee. The sound of her boot shifting against the edge of the step was eerily loud.
Once she'd fished out her flashlight, Tsubaki lifted the bag of cloth again.
A deep, silent inhale. Let's go.