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Chapter 7
by wit1
Where does Linda stop?
M125
You followed Linda down the corridor and around the corner to the left. She went the second from last door on the right. You brushed past her as she opened the door to room M118. Lights flickered and came on as you entered. You looked around. The room was empty. Not one of the three long tables showed the slightest sign of having been occupied in the last couple days. You quickly looked to Linda. Your friend was already on the move for the door.
“This way!” she called as she headed out into the corridor. You had to hurry match her pace. You managed to get into the corridor just in time to see Linda disappear around the corner off to your right. You ran after her. You rounded the corner, turning to the left just in time to see Linda disappear into a doorway on the left. There was only one room with light on, so it wasn’t hard to figure out which door she had gone into. You ran down the hallway after her.
You grabbed the far edge of the doorway to stop yourself. You pulled yourself back so that you were even with the doorway. The placard on the door said M125. You stepped into the room and paused.
The classroom was the standard small discussion group room. Three tables ran almost the entire width of the room. The tables were flush with the right hand wall. There was a three foot gap between the wall and table on the left hand side. Each table was bolted to the floor at either end. A pair of legs in the middle helped to support the table. Each of the outer legs sported a single chair while the inner legs sported two chairs.
Linda stood near the right hand wall between the first and second tables. Despite the fact that she faced the back of the room, you could tell that she was having an animated conversation with someone. You couldn’t tell who it was. Linda was standing in the way. Almost as if on cue, a head popped out from behind Linda. You had no problem identifying the face of the blue eyed blonde. It was Cindy. Eyes narrowed as she focused on you. Her mouth opened as if to speak.
What does Cindy say?
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