[Keni nods at the suggestion, joining Megumi in shuffling through the mess of paperwork, sticky notes and folders.
They try some of the desk drawers as well, only to find them locked. Great! ]
We should keep an eye out for keys, too. In case we end up havin' to look through drawers or file cabinets or somethin'.
[Going back to shuffling through papers, they try to isolate the smaller bits of paper and sticky notes. That's what a pass code would most likely be written on, right? But curiosity gets the better of them, and they can't help glancing over some of the documents or flipping through folders. Because, what the heck was this place? Why the quarantine, or the water? Maybe something here would give some kind of clue.
But, most of it is just, paper work they can't parce, mundane emails that were inexplicably printed out, charts and graphs that they didn't have the time to make heads or tales of.
It's all boring. Useless. No pass codes. No info.
After flipping over another scrap of paper, they freeze. There's nothing on it but a single harshly scrawled out word- "BURNOUT", but it feels so completely out of place among all the neatly scrawled memos and office paper work that it just feels wrong. Oddly targeted...but, that was dumb. Obviously someone had just been bullying their co-worker. It sucks, but it didn't have anything to do with them, or helping find a way out.
They try to shake off the creeping feeling that the note was meant for them, letting that scrap of paper fall in the water, not noticing as it churns and laps a little further up their ankle.
Looking over their shoulder back at Megumi they can't help but ask-] Any luck?
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They try some of the desk drawers as well, only to find them locked. Great! ]
We should keep an eye out for keys, too. In case we end up havin' to look through drawers or file cabinets or somethin'.
[Going back to shuffling through papers, they try to isolate the smaller bits of paper and sticky notes. That's what a pass code would most likely be written on, right? But curiosity gets the better of them, and they can't help glancing over some of the documents or flipping through folders. Because, what the heck was this place? Why the quarantine, or the water? Maybe something here would give some kind of clue.
But, most of it is just, paper work they can't parce, mundane emails that were inexplicably printed out, charts and graphs that they didn't have the time to make heads or tales of.
It's all boring. Useless. No pass codes. No info.
After flipping over another scrap of paper, they freeze. There's nothing on it but a single harshly scrawled out word- "BURNOUT", but it feels so completely out of place among all the neatly scrawled memos and office paper work that it just feels wrong. Oddly targeted...but, that was dumb. Obviously someone had just been bullying their co-worker. It sucks, but it didn't have anything to do with them, or helping find a way out.
They try to shake off the creeping feeling that the note was meant for them, letting that scrap of paper fall in the water, not noticing as it churns and laps a little further up their ankle.
Looking over their shoulder back at Megumi they can't help but ask-] Any luck?