Night 49: Morgue - 2nd Floor
[from here]
Stepping through the door, Forte was briefly worried that his sight had gotten messed up by the teleport, until he remembered that he'd pocketed his flashlight and Sechs had to be sent here before his light could help.
The next thing through is head was "Crap! It's the fridge again!" Although he couldn't see, his temperature dropped as soon as he entered. This was bad... they hadn't been in there very long before, and it screwed Sechs up even after they were out. He was probably close behind, so Forte readied himself to either shove Sechs back into the door, or sprint for the trap door as soon as he saw the light.
Stepping through the door, Forte was briefly worried that his sight had gotten messed up by the teleport, until he remembered that he'd pocketed his flashlight and Sechs had to be sent here before his light could help.
The next thing through is head was "Crap! It's the fridge again!" Although he couldn't see, his temperature dropped as soon as he entered. This was bad... they hadn't been in there very long before, and it screwed Sechs up even after they were out. He was probably close behind, so Forte readied himself to either shove Sechs back into the door, or sprint for the trap door as soon as he saw the light.