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Night 55: Female Nurse Prep Area
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The room was adorned in inky shades, thin rectangles of complete darkness cropping out here and there amid the stygian depths. Rose squinted, and opened the door as wide as possible to let what bare wisps of refracted light might join them.
Not a curved line to be seen. It was just like home, except without the sound of rushing water. She took a few steps in. The rectangle in the center was, from the smooth feel of laminate under her hands, merely a table. Not a round table, but one with a clear demarcation between head and plebes, the site of many a schoolchild's ruination.
"Do you see anything unusual?" Anything human might be out of the ordinary for a troll, but from what little she could make out, it was entirely too normal around here.
The room was adorned in inky shades, thin rectangles of complete darkness cropping out here and there amid the stygian depths. Rose squinted, and opened the door as wide as possible to let what bare wisps of refracted light might join them.
Not a curved line to be seen. It was just like home, except without the sound of rushing water. She took a few steps in. The rectangle in the center was, from the smooth feel of laminate under her hands, merely a table. Not a round table, but one with a clear demarcation between head and plebes, the site of many a schoolchild's ruination.
"Do you see anything unusual?" Anything human might be out of the ordinary for a troll, but from what little she could make out, it was entirely too normal around here.