Erika's irritation had long faded when she heard a burst of static coming from her bag. The detective carelessly threw the bag onto the floor and dug through it to retrieve the radio, listening carefully to the broadcast. A smile grew on her face, remaining there as she listened carefully. Of course, Marc didn't tell her anything that she didn't know already but he was the closest thing to a reliability authority figure in this place. Landel was purposely trying to throw them off track with some sort of trick, and Marc was confirming this. Good enough.
"< Good. > It's nothing new, but that puts me on the right track." Erika didn't have to really think on why Landel was intimidating the patients like this: It was simply to scare them. However, she thought it contributed to the purpose of this place. If she was able to gain access to the rooms within, then it would confirm a thought that she had about the true purpose of this gameboard. At least, the surface purpose...
Erika examined the lock on the first door, finding it to be the same as the other rusted locks. She once again dropped her bag, and took out the flashlight. Tonight, it would have a different purpose. It seemed like blunt force was easier to use for these locks, rather than trying to show off fancy swordsmanship she didn't have.
"Have you wondered why we're relying on rebels to save us, Stephen?" It wasn't really a question going by Erika's tone as she started to make quick work of the lock, slamming down onto it with the handle of her flashlight.
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Erika's irritation had long faded when she heard a burst of static coming from her bag. The detective carelessly threw the bag onto the floor and dug through it to retrieve the radio, listening carefully to the broadcast. A smile grew on her face, remaining there as she listened carefully. Of course, Marc didn't tell her anything that she didn't know already but he was the closest thing to a reliability authority figure in this place. Landel was purposely trying to throw them off track with some sort of trick, and Marc was confirming this. Good enough.
"< Good. > It's nothing new, but that puts me on the right track." Erika didn't have to really think on why Landel was intimidating the patients like this: It was simply to scare them. However, she thought it contributed to the purpose of this place. If she was able to gain access to the rooms within, then it would confirm a thought that she had about the true purpose of this gameboard. At least, the surface purpose...
Erika examined the lock on the first door, finding it to be the same as the other rusted locks. She once again dropped her bag, and took out the flashlight. Tonight, it would have a different purpose. It seemed like blunt force was easier to use for these locks, rather than trying to show off fancy swordsmanship she didn't have.
"Have you wondered why we're relying on rebels to save us, Stephen?" It wasn't really a question going by Erika's tone as she started to make quick work of the lock, slamming down onto it with the handle of her flashlight.