She had managed to acquire a radio, but Taysia had remained silent for the most part on it. The chatter had been somewhat relevant to her interests, but often it got too noisy or out of her depth to bother dealing with it. It would, however provide her some entertainment hopefully as she had duties to attend to once more. Today's shifts began with another trek up thank to the "maid service" someone had so lovingly called it. She would have loved to give them the middle finger just because.
Her assignment was the 20th floor. not as bad as the time she had to get all the way up to the 22nd, but still pretty bad.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN: Crossroads
This is Halloween Crossroads
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