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Luridel generated a random number between
1 and 22 ...
8!
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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:19 pm
Ingrid collected a room key from the office, checking the floor and room number.
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Luridel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:22 pm
Eighth floor. That wasn't so bad, considering she had to drag her cleaning supplies up the stairs in the dark.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:28 pm
Ingrid rolled up her sleeves and got to work. Apartment 820 was utterly trashed, and it didn't take her long to write it off as a failure. The one redeeming factor was that there weren't any dead bodies except for the fish, floating belly-up in the fishtank. She didn't quite have the heart to go near that one.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:30 pm
Ingrid pulled her goggles down over her eyes and stepped into the kitchen, ready to do her usual fridge cleanout. The moment she opened the fridge door, however...
"s**t!" She slammed it shut again, but it was too late - the smell was beginning to fill the room. A fair amount of oily green fluid had also dripped out when the fridge had been opened, and was now puddling on the kitchen floor. "s**t, s**t, s**t."
She checked the window barricades, coughing to herself, and then left the apartment, locking it behind her. So much for cleaning. Some rooms were beyond saving. Way above her paygrade.
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