The door didn't seem as though any harm had come to it, but Matt had to wonder why it was unlocked. So far, though, Matt had yet to come across any unlocked doors at all in the building - besides that doctor's office, but that was obviously a room meant to hold personal property, which would definitely need a key - and he wasn't quite sure what that meant. Was Landel's security more lax than he and Mello had anticipated? Or was it meant for just that purpose: to get them to let their guard down long enough to really fuck them over?
Now wasn't the time to worry over that, though. Tightening his grip on his flashlight, the brunet came further into the kitchen, looking around at the counters a moment before moving on to the doors.
There were two of them, and he paused before proceeding. This wasn't the place he and Mello'd come across his first night, when they'd gotten thrown out of fake Tokyo. It was probably through one of these doors, though, that elusive pantry that Matt hadn't been prepared to find.
His stomach growled again as he contemplated which door to try next. Taking a deep breath, he realized that this decision couldn't be helped along with usual deduction, so he just reached for the one on the left.
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The door didn't seem as though any harm had come to it, but Matt had to wonder why it was unlocked. So far, though, Matt had yet to come across any unlocked doors at all in the building - besides that doctor's office, but that was obviously a room meant to hold personal property, which would definitely need a key - and he wasn't quite sure what that meant. Was Landel's security more lax than he and Mello had anticipated? Or was it meant for just that purpose: to get them to let their guard down long enough to really fuck them over?
Now wasn't the time to worry over that, though. Tightening his grip on his flashlight, the brunet came further into the kitchen, looking around at the counters a moment before moving on to the doors.
There were two of them, and he paused before proceeding. This wasn't the place he and Mello'd come across his first night, when they'd gotten thrown out of fake Tokyo. It was probably through one of these doors, though, that elusive pantry that Matt hadn't been prepared to find.
His stomach growled again as he contemplated which door to try next. Taking a deep breath, he realized that this decision couldn't be helped along with usual deduction, so he just reached for the one on the left.