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damned_institute2009-09-03 12:41 am
boyking) wrote in damned_institute2009-09-03 12:41 am
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Nightshift 43: Equipment/Chemical Storage
[from here]
Like the lock on the door, the items inside here all looked untouched again. Yeah, they could've been restocked, but even then, the reasons behind it were still troubling in the same way that the sheer lack of any room checks was troubling. Sam wasn't gonna complain about it 'cause God knew they could use things going their way for once, but it was hard not to be bothered by the implications of it.
Sam shut the door behind him and stepped as far to the side as he could without knocking stuff over. He didn't want to make himself an open target.
He swept his flashlight over the containers. It didn't take long to pick out what he needed; when it came to chemicals, the question was more, what wasn't flammable. Though you did kinda want to avoid stuff that was more on the explosive side. Gasoline was always the standard they used when they were working off of their own supplies, but that wasn't an option here so in the end, Sam just grabbed the turpentine and the ethanol.
That'd probably be the best they could do. They didn't need too much; they only had time to give it a shot maybe twice, so either the body was gonna burn by the second round or it wasn't. Overdosing on accelerant was just gonna set the whole building on fire which wasn't exactly the goal they were aiming for.
Not while there were people still inside, anyway.
[going back here]
Like the lock on the door, the items inside here all looked untouched again. Yeah, they could've been restocked, but even then, the reasons behind it were still troubling in the same way that the sheer lack of any room checks was troubling. Sam wasn't gonna complain about it 'cause God knew they could use things going their way for once, but it was hard not to be bothered by the implications of it.
Sam shut the door behind him and stepped as far to the side as he could without knocking stuff over. He didn't want to make himself an open target.
He swept his flashlight over the containers. It didn't take long to pick out what he needed; when it came to chemicals, the question was more, what wasn't flammable. Though you did kinda want to avoid stuff that was more on the explosive side. Gasoline was always the standard they used when they were working off of their own supplies, but that wasn't an option here so in the end, Sam just grabbed the turpentine and the ethanol.
That'd probably be the best they could do. They didn't need too much; they only had time to give it a shot maybe twice, so either the body was gonna burn by the second round or it wasn't. Overdosing on accelerant was just gonna set the whole building on fire which wasn't exactly the goal they were aiming for.
Not while there were people still inside, anyway.
[going back here]