Nightshift 45: File Room 1

[chainsaw-royal.livejournal.com]

[From here]

Once she confirmed that there was nothing lurking in wait for them in the small room - at least, nothing readily detectable, but was there really anything they could do about the undetectable? She'd keep it in mind to take note of any cutting sensations or wires should there be invisible men on the premises - Hime stepped inside the tiny area. Hopefully nothing would attack them; with all three of them, plus the hunk of metal Teresa was using as a weapon, it would be tight confines indeed within which to conduct combat.

"Well, I guess nothing for it but to start looking," she said, eying the large filing cabinets. Walking over, she was pleased to find that at least these weren't locked; she wouldn't have enjoyed having smash these open as well with the way her hand was still tingling a bit from taking care of the lock. Opening the first drawer, she began pulling out files and poring over them with her flashlight.

Comments

[number1smiley.livejournal.com]

Teresa was the last one inside the room, not moving from her position against the wall until Allen was fully inside. Then she calmly turned and followed in, closing the door behind her. She then leaned against the door, crossed her arms again, and watched the girl rifle through a cabinet.

"What, exactly, are you hoping to find?"

[destroyeroftime.livejournal.com]

Allen wondered if they were actually going to get any clue to get inside that metal box. He stood by the wall and watched Hime go through the cabinets.

"If you tell us what we're looking for, I bet we can help," he offered.

[chainsaw-royal.livejournal.com]

"Anything, really," she said, putting back the papers she'd pulled out and grabbing another. "Files on the doctors, this place, the staff, Landel himself if possible." She didn't think it was possible. Sensitive administrative documents were hardly going to be kept in a file room but a few yards from the entrance.

These files all looked like they related to the medical records of the "patients". Interesting.

"Tell me if you see any labeled 'Kingston'," she called out, skimming through the A's and B's. "It'll probably have my picture on it."

[number1smiley.livejournal.com]

Teresa did not move from her position against the door. Was she there to keep the others inside or to keep something outside?

As Hime talked, she raised an eyebrow. Kingston. Picture. Ah, papers on each of them. Kingston must be the family name the handlers gave Hime. It was an odd concept - giving family names as opposed to banishing them. She made no move to help search the files. For a brief moment, she turned her head to look out of the corner of her eye at the door. She couldn't sense that presence anymore. Was that because of the distance or was it something else?

"If anything is what you wish, you appear to have found a veritable trove."