[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/899201.html?thread=69478273#t69478273)]
Indy charged through the doorway with a flicker of righteous indignation, ready to demonstrate that they were exactly where he'd said they'd be, and it really was just a problem with the maps, so if the kid would just-- That was as far as he got into his mildly satisfying mental victory before it came to a crashing halt. This was not the room with the counter.
What it was was a fairly large room filled with boxes, each labeled with a name. A few of the ones close to the door looked like they'd been thrown around. Indy had never seen the room before in his life. Looking down at the map still in his hand, he struggled to match what was in front of him to one of the labels--one of the storage rooms? Patient possessions?
It didn't matter. There was only one way out of the mail room. This wasn't possible.
"Either of you ever seen this room before?" he asked in a tight voice.
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Indy charged through the doorway with a flicker of righteous indignation, ready to demonstrate that they were exactly where he'd said they'd be, and it really was just a problem with the maps, so if the kid would just-- That was as far as he got into his mildly satisfying mental victory before it came to a crashing halt. This was not the room with the counter.
What it was was a fairly large room filled with boxes, each labeled with a name. A few of the ones close to the door looked like they'd been thrown around. Indy had never seen the room before in his life. Looking down at the map still in his hand, he struggled to match what was in front of him to one of the labels--one of the storage rooms? Patient possessions?
It didn't matter. There was only one way out of the mail room. This wasn't possible.
"Either of you ever seen this room before?" he asked in a tight voice.