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Nightshift 37: Staff Lounge
((From here.))
Claude tried to move as silently as possible as he entered the room. Just like the pharmacy, he'd never been here before, so he wasn't entirely sure what to expect. He would have pulled out his flashlight, but since his hands were full from the sword and the bag of medicine, it was a little more difficult. Still, the blond didn't think it'd be a great idea to set their things down somewhere. For one, there was no telling when nightshift would end, and he didn't want to get caught off guard. For another, if they got ambushed, it'd be too easy to get separated from the supplies (he knew this from experience), and then they'd have to deal with the first problem.
Instead, he took the time to crouch down a little and press the edge of his sword against part of the pillowcase. With a bit of luck, he'd slice just enough to where there'd be a couple holes large enough for his arm to fit through. It was hard to see, though, so he had to move a little more slowly than he would have liked.
Claude quickly glanced over his shoulder to make sure his friends had followed. "Hey, can someone spot me a light?" he asked.
Claude tried to move as silently as possible as he entered the room. Just like the pharmacy, he'd never been here before, so he wasn't entirely sure what to expect. He would have pulled out his flashlight, but since his hands were full from the sword and the bag of medicine, it was a little more difficult. Still, the blond didn't think it'd be a great idea to set their things down somewhere. For one, there was no telling when nightshift would end, and he didn't want to get caught off guard. For another, if they got ambushed, it'd be too easy to get separated from the supplies (he knew this from experience), and then they'd have to deal with the first problem.
Instead, he took the time to crouch down a little and press the edge of his sword against part of the pillowcase. With a bit of luck, he'd slice just enough to where there'd be a couple holes large enough for his arm to fit through. It was hard to see, though, so he had to move a little more slowly than he would have liked.
Claude quickly glanced over his shoulder to make sure his friends had followed. "Hey, can someone spot me a light?" he asked.