Kinzie Eighty-Eight

[Snoflek]

Well...I can't stay here....

She had to figure out where she was, if not why. She had to be brave, not curl up like some scared child. Shakily she got up and carefully made her way down the darkened corridor, until she felt a half-open door before her. She squeezed through the gap, and found what looked like a bunk room, with four bunk beds, and a locker, lit up by sparking electrical wiring. The Locker might have something useful....

Now if I can just....

Carefully, she picked her way through the wiring, tense as a coiled up spring as she finally got to the locker,
and opened it. Some small luck, a lot of junk and personal effects, but, in that pile of belongings, a lash light. There was other items, a toolkit, books, clothes, nothing she was all that interested in though. Checking the flashlight, she found it to actually be working.

Finally.....get some Luck...

Picking her way back out just as carefully as she made her way in, she shone her light down the Corridor. It wasn't pretty, damaged and torn machinery, sheared of hull plating, exposed wiring. At least it wasn't cold out here, it had that going for it. Picking the next way to go at random, she turned to her left, the 'end' of the hall had a slightly broader door.


Might be worth a shot....

She was not sure if she'd always talked to herself, or if that was manifesting itself now. Heck, she couldn't remember who -she- was right now. But there was other concerns, like getting out of here. Stepping up to the door, she examined it for any kind of controls, buttons, a switch.

Ah! There!

Excitedly she pulled the manual release lever for the door, and it pulled itself open, at least, partially, the warped metal getting stuck at the half way point. Still, she managed to crawl through, and her light showed her that she'd found her way to some kind of Mess area.

Don't think I'm all that hungry