Night 50: Janitor's Closet
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The knob fell to the linoleum with a horrible clatter. Tifa's lips pulled down into a strained frown, as if she had just been caught red handed. The last time she had felt so startled was when her father found her in the secret place after giving a kid a nice shiner. Though, both Tifa and her dad knew that punk deserved it, so she didn't catch too much hell. But this was not just a scuffle in the village. This was a little more dangerous, and the brunette should have prepared for the noise by putting her sweatshirt under the door. It was rather amateurish.
"Oh well..." Nothing she could do about it now. The sooner she got through his hallway, the sooner she could avoid any creepy crawlies. Her prayers were answered when she opened the door and found a small closet filled with supplies. Juggling her knife and flashlight gently into one hand, the other began frantically combing through boxes and tools for what she needed. It began looking grim when she was finished with the left side of the closet and found nothing, until she smacked one small box to the floor and something shiny caught her eye.
"Hmmm..." Bending down, her flashlight caught the shine of black plastic across the floor. Just what she needed. Smiling with relief, Tifa rolled it back up and took a step outside the closet when something caught her ear. It could have been just another patient wandering, but it didn't sound so innocent.
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The knob fell to the linoleum with a horrible clatter. Tifa's lips pulled down into a strained frown, as if she had just been caught red handed. The last time she had felt so startled was when her father found her in the secret place after giving a kid a nice shiner. Though, both Tifa and her dad knew that punk deserved it, so she didn't catch too much hell. But this was not just a scuffle in the village. This was a little more dangerous, and the brunette should have prepared for the noise by putting her sweatshirt under the door. It was rather amateurish.
"Oh well..." Nothing she could do about it now. The sooner she got through his hallway, the sooner she could avoid any creepy crawlies. Her prayers were answered when she opened the door and found a small closet filled with supplies. Juggling her knife and flashlight gently into one hand, the other began frantically combing through boxes and tools for what she needed. It began looking grim when she was finished with the left side of the closet and found nothing, until she smacked one small box to the floor and something shiny caught her eye.
"Hmmm..." Bending down, her flashlight caught the shine of black plastic across the floor. Just what she needed. Smiling with relief, Tifa rolled it back up and took a step outside the closet when something caught her ear. It could have been just another patient wandering, but it didn't sound so innocent.
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