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Nightshift 33: Walk-In Refrigerator
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It was cold. But for once, it wasn't the first thought that crossed Wolfram's mind as he was practically thrown into the giant cooler. He was more worried about his eyes than anything. It still hurt to open them, and when he tried nothing would focus anyways. And he could still hear what was going on in the kitchen behind him.
Crawling over to the nearest side, still clinging possessively to his items, he tried to focus on listening for Aidou and "John" as best as he could, trembling more in fear than from the cold. Not that he would admit to being almost terrified. No, of course not. Wasn't like he wouldn't be seeing that ugly thing in his dreams for the next five years at least.
It was cold. But for once, it wasn't the first thought that crossed Wolfram's mind as he was practically thrown into the giant cooler. He was more worried about his eyes than anything. It still hurt to open them, and when he tried nothing would focus anyways. And he could still hear what was going on in the kitchen behind him.
Crawling over to the nearest side, still clinging possessively to his items, he tried to focus on listening for Aidou and "John" as best as he could, trembling more in fear than from the cold. Not that he would admit to being almost terrified. No, of course not. Wasn't like he wouldn't be seeing that ugly thing in his dreams for the next five years at least.
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"Just try and breathe, and relax. We're gonna get you patched up." He awkwardly pulled off his own shirt, working around his limp arm. "Here, lay down." He tried to help Roy ease down, knowing it was dangerous to try and do any sort of medical patching now, but not having any other choice.
"That...thing leaked this stuff that seems to burn through stuff. Let's make sure it's all off of you, okay?" He just kept talking, using all those little tricks to keep Roy alert and focused and awake.
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"I think I got it all off already," he said through a cough. "But it's still burning. I think maybe..." He was cut off by a fresh wave of pain, and the fact that he had gotten this hurt frustrated him enough that he grit his teeth and let out something similar to a growl.
"Maybe we need to wash it off," he finished once he was able to speak again. The closest bathroom was still a good distance away, so what other sources of water were there?