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Post by Lachryma on Jun 20, 2007 7:25:06 GMT -5
Lachryma turns from her trek to the generator room as she hears the click of a lock, and heads to the concession area. She gathers various soda cans and heads to 'her' room.
Taking some string from her purse, she carefully loops the soda cans into two strings and sets up her crude alarm at waist height and ankle height in the hallway leading to the generator room.
With that done, she flicks her pistol's safety on and uses her purse as a pillow next to the generator.
She falls into a light, dreamless sleep.
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