Nightshift 40: Stairwell by Waiting Room/Lobby 2
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Tony winced as the door to the stairwell clanged shut behind him, the noise echoing weirdly off the walls. As always, the space felt claustrophobic, the rise of the stairs and slope of the railing cutting visibility even further. He pushed past an instant's hesitation and started up the stairs, then found himself squashing the impulse to take them two at a time just to get up to the second floor that much sooner. In the mental list of equipment he needed or wanted, a better light source received yet another underline. In red this time.
[to here]
Tony winced as the door to the stairwell clanged shut behind him, the noise echoing weirdly off the walls. As always, the space felt claustrophobic, the rise of the stairs and slope of the railing cutting visibility even further. He pushed past an instant's hesitation and started up the stairs, then found himself squashing the impulse to take them two at a time just to get up to the second floor that much sooner. In the mental list of equipment he needed or wanted, a better light source received yet another underline. In red this time.
[to here]