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dollpocalypse"And this," Topher said, swiping his ID badge against the sensor on the door that he and Victor had just arrived at, "is the surveillance room. For watching the test subjects mess up and stuff. It's kind of also a break room, 'cause most of us eat in there and there's a fridge and a popcorn popper, but its technical purpose is surveillance."
The badge sensor was lighting up red instead of green, and Topher frowned, swiping his card again. When it lit up red again, he paused and just tried the handle. It opened.
"Guess it isn't locked." Darn. He'd felt really cool swiping his badge everywhere. "Anyway, here it is."
The room did look a lot like a break room, in that it had a number of couches and it smelled like coffee, but the flatscreen video monitor that all the couches were facing was showing a feed of a flustered-looking thirty-something man in an orange jumpsuit firing portals at a wall. Most break rooms didn't have that kind of entertainment.
"So yeah," Topher said, flopping on a couch to watch. "Questions, comments, concerns? Want popcorn?"
[[for victor!]]
The badge sensor was lighting up red instead of green, and Topher frowned, swiping his card again. When it lit up red again, he paused and just tried the handle. It opened.
"Guess it isn't locked." Darn. He'd felt really cool swiping his badge everywhere. "Anyway, here it is."
The room did look a lot like a break room, in that it had a number of couches and it smelled like coffee, but the flatscreen video monitor that all the couches were facing was showing a feed of a flustered-looking thirty-something man in an orange jumpsuit firing portals at a wall. Most break rooms didn't have that kind of entertainment.
"So yeah," Topher said, flopping on a couch to watch. "Questions, comments, concerns? Want popcorn?"
[[for victor!]]
