Jackie Danvers (aintnoshame) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2013-01-08 16:00:00 |
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Many a night had Jackie wandered by the old laboratory, studying the boards that had been nailed to the doors to keep people out. Anyone with a crowbar or other such useful tool could’ve easily taken it upon themselves to break in. Jackie had thought about it. She’d even gone so far as to bring a crowbar with her on a few of those nights. The only reason she hadn’t was because there hadn’t been a reason to go in there. No one wanted to work in the lab now. Not since July when Ellie and those two medics had gotten hurt. Well, one of them had gotten hurt. The other one was dead. Jackie inhaled another drag from her cigarette, swinging the crowbar idly in her other hand as she studied the lab at the end of the hall. Tonight she finally had a reason for reopening those doors. Not everything in that lab had been destroyed. She wasn’t sure what exactly had been cleared out of there, but there was no harm in checking things out, seeing if she could grab something useful for the new lab. Her eyes flicked up to the security camera overhead. For the moment, she was out of its view, but once she stepped around the corner, she’d be in full sight. Anyone watching the monitors would see her. She wasn’t breaking any laws, though. Hell, there weren’t really any laws to break anymore. Nor was her intent to murder people. She wasn’t even planning any mischief. It was looting, plain and simple. Just so happened that it was inside the compound, rather than out in town. Dropping her cigarette to the floor, Jackie stubbed it out with her boot and reached down to flick on the flashlight that was hanging around her neck. It was a handy little thing, almost could’ve been categorized as a child’s toy. The light it put out was bright, though, and it didn’t drain the battery quite as much as other flashlights. Jackie stepped around the corner, the sound of her boots scuffing against the concrete floor the only thing breaking the silence. She glanced up at the camera again, its red light blinking, telling her that, if someone wasn’t watching her right now, they likely would be later. She shrugged, unperturbed. Upon reaching the door, the woman raised the crowbar and wedged it between one of the boards and the door. The hall echoed with the sound of splintering wood. Jackie made quick work of removing the barrier, then opened the door and slipped inside. Five, six months hadn’t changed the lab much. She rolled her shoulders, shaking off a chill. It was freezing in here. Remembering that there was a light switch near the door, Jackie shined her flashlight on the wall until she found it. The lights still worked. She pulled up the zipper on her jacket, then walked into the center of the room, reacquainting herself with the layout of the place. Then she began rifling through what was left. |