Alright, time to go and barricade another empty room. She really hoped people were doing okay: she could have sworn that someone was there the last time she had checked…
And also, last time had been interesting since she had worked with heavy desks. This time, Fantasia was left with the considerably less weighty…plastic laundry bins. Wait a second. Were those really supposed to be here right now? Shouldn’t they be…down in the laundry room…Uh…
Fantasia scratched her head over that one, then decided to shrug it off. Some of them looked like they were beat up as hell anyway, so they wouldn’t do much good for clothing loads. Then again, how good of a barricade would they be at the same time?
Blech. Thinking too much.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN: Crossroads
This is Halloween Crossroads
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